#steddie legally blonde au

[urdreamgirls-dreamgirl]

what, like it’s hard?, pt. one

“it’s just that… if i want to win a seat in congress by the time i’m thirty, i need to find someone who’s serious about my career. not some little elementary school teacher that cares more about his students than what he’s wearing on my campaign stops,” tommy tells steve, as they’re sitting in quite possibly the fanciest restaurant steve’s ever step foot in. the menu hadn’t even included any prices.

“but… i’m seriously in love with you.” steve feels like his whole world is falling apart. just last week he’d been so sure that tommy was getting ready to propose. he’d introduced steve to his family—they’d spent a week out on martha’s vineyard for a family reunion at which steve had met tommy’s great-grandmother, hands laden with rings as she’d winked when tommy had asked for a private conversation. steve had been so sure that conversation was about the family ring.

“and i love you too, baby, but look. you don’t want to have to leave your students for half the year to come on the campaign trail with me, do you?” tommy asks, not even really looking at steve. he continues to just eat his stupid dinner as if he’s not ripping steve’s heart out at this very moment.

and steve can’t help but think how silly this all is, because it’s not like tommy’s actually running for anything right now. steve doesn’t even teach yet, beyond the two days a week he does his student teaching. they’re only 22, they haven’t even graduated northwestern with their bachelors degrees! but tommy’s saying these things as if they’re all real, right now.

“and i’m off to harvard next fall. it’s not like we’ll stay together while i’m there and you’re still here, right?”

and the thing is, steve had actually thought he’d be going with tommy to boston. they’re both set to graduate in the spring, steve with his degree in education and tommy with a dual major in pre-law and political science. they hadn’t really ever talked about it, but they’d been together since the beginning of their sophomore year. so yes, steve had thought they’d still be together when tommy started at harvard law.

but now steve’s starting to feel extra stupid.

“so… what? you’re breaking up with me?” steve starts to feel his chest tightening, like he might cry. he can’t believe that two hours ago he thought he’d been getting ready for a proposal.

“don’t think of it as a breakup, stevie… think of it as a conscious uncoupling. we’re just moving in two different directions. i’ll be at harvard law next semester and you’ll be…” tommy gives him a look of slight disdain—steve has never seen tommy look at him like that. waitstaff? sure. his driver? absolutely. but it’s never been directed at steve before. “well, you’ll be teaching snot-nosed six year olds. we’re on different paths.”

and that’s what truly makes steve’s blood boil. his passion for teaching and education is one of his greatest qualities and he’d thought that had been part of the reason tommy loved him. he didn’t realize that tommy loved him in spite of that. he’s not gonna let some asshole like tommy montgomery hagan iii tell him he’s no good.

so he doesn’t respond. he just takes the linen napkin off his lap and throws it on his half-eaten steak dinner and marches out of the restaurant.

tommy doesn’t even follow him out.

~*~

“oh steve… i’m sorry,” robin says to him about an hour later while steve lays his head in her lap on their dingy couch.

“it’s not even that he broke up with me,” he explains through tears. “it’s that he basically said i was worthless. like i couldn’t do anything better than teaching. as if teaching isn’t even an admirable profession! where would he be without his teachers, huh? isn’t this all about going to stupid harvard? what does he think the professors there actually do? knit?”

“is this a bad time to tell you that i always kind of hated him?” robin says, maybe trying to get him to laugh. but it kind of surprises steve. he sits up, knocking her hands from where they’ve been carding through his hair in the process.

“you did?! no, you didn’t.” he searches robin’s face for a moment and then sighs. “why didn’t you say anything? you could’ve saved me a whole lot of wasted time.”

“babe, you were so gooey-eyed for that guy, nothing i said was gonna change that. a crowbar couldn’t have pried you away from him. but you have to know he was an asshole.” when steve stares at her blankly, she huffs. “steve, he used to offer to cover the whole tab when we went out. how often did he ever actually pay, even for his own drinks? he made poor jonathan cry the last time we were all here for game night, just because jonathan asked for clarification on the rules for pictionary.” steve is still staring at her. “he tried to stiff argyle by offering him a flight on his dad’s private jet instead of paying for his weed and we all know he doesn’t even have access to the jet. dude was cheap as fuck and not even nice about it.”

steve thinks about it. it was kind of true. tommy was a horrible tipper—steve usually laid down a couple of twenties when they went to dinner together when tommy wasn’t looking. he can remember more than a few times where the guy had sent their food back even though it had looked perfectly wonderful to steve. so… okay, maybe robin had a point.

steve tells her as much, then adds, “but he was always nice to me.”

robin snorts. “are you kidding? he’s stood you up so many times i can’t even remember all of them. remember that time he said his first impression of you was that you weren’t as hot as your pictures? who says that to the person they’re dating?”

steve groans and lays his head back down in her lap.

“okay, so maybe you have a point about that too. but i was gonna marry him, rob. what do i do now?” he knows he’s whining, but he feels just a little bit entitled to it right now.

“i don’t know, babe. get over it, i guess. welcome to the world of us singles. it sucks out here.” steve can hear the fondness in robin’s voice as she says it, but still. it does sting just a little.

they sit there in silence for a while, with robin running her hands through his hair again. it’s so soothing that he almost jumps out of his skin when she speaks again.

“hey, you know what would be super funny?” she’s laughing a little as she says it.

“what?” steve had been dozing just a little and his voice sounds muffled by fatigue.

“if you got into harvard and just showed up on the first day. imagine the look on his face.”

steve laughs at how ridiculous that sounds. like he could get into harvard. plus, he’s got teaching to think about. he doesn’t have a place yet, but he knows he’ll get one soon.

but as he sits there with robin’s hands stroking through his hair, he begins to daydream about how shocked tommy would be. about how he’d have no choice but to eat his words when steve proves himself by getting into one of the most competitive programs in the country. about how good it would feel to prove the bastard wrong.

“robin?” she hums in response. “you’re a goddamn genius.”

~*~

“dingus, are you sure you want to do this?”

the spring semester starts in three days. it’s their last semester at northwestern and there’s nothing but great big darkness on the horizon of steve’s future. he hasn’t slept in two days, busy studying, thick workbooks piled around around him at the kitchen table. he knows what he must look like, over-caffeinated with bruises under his eyes.

“i’m sure.” steve has his lsat exam in one week. “i have to take the exam this week. apps are due by march first.”

“no, steve, i don’t mean taking the test. i mean applying at all. it’s clearly more stress than it’s worth. do you even want to go to law school?” robin sounds concerned and normally steve would think it’s very sweet, but currently it does nothing but irritate him.

“i could,” he responds grumpily.

robin sighs. “i just mean… is this worth it?”

steve looks up then and sees her biting her lip, clearly worried about him. he puts his pencil down and stops the timer on his phone, giving her his full attention.

“this isn’t just about tommy.” robin gives him a skeptical look and it’s his turn to sigh. “it’s really not. maybe it started out that way, maybe it was just a stupid joke to get revenge on the asshole, but now it’s more than that. it’s proving that i can do something unexpected of me.” he swallows. “no one even believed i would get into college. i was just some stupid jock in high school who’d never amount to anything. and then i got in to northwestern and i was so shocked and happy. but i found out that my dad had actually pulled a bunch of strings. so i hadn’t gotten in on my own merits. he didn’t think i could. but now…” he runs a hand through his hair nervously. he’s never said any of this out loud before. “he’s not around now. there’s no one to help me. no safety net. if i can do this, it’ll prove something to me. something that maybe i don’t really believe yet.”

he expects robin to say something about external validation being a corrupting force and identity built on academic achievement being solely a losing game, but she doesn’t. instead, she sits down across the table from him and picks up a workbook.

“okay,” she says. “what do we have to do?”

~*~

“mail here?” steve calls out when he hears the front door close behind robin.

there’s a moment that feels like a pause. “yeah, it’s here.”

steve practically sprints from his bedroom to his living room. robin holds a single white envelope in her hand. steve all but snatches it from her.

his fingers move to rip it open, but then he hesitates. he thrusts it back towards robin. “i can’t,” he tells her. “you do it.”

her eyebrows shoot up. “you’re sure?” steve nods. he watches her rip the envelope open, bouncing on his feet. she scans the page and then she’s smiling.

steve grabs the paper from her. “oh my god?!” he yells. “oh my god!”

robin practically jumps into his arms. “179, baby! harvard law here we come.”

~*~

even after such a successful run at the lsats, there’s still the little matter of actually getting in to the school. steve’s only experience with the academic application process was with undergrad and it appears that applying for anything beyond a bachelors degree is an entirely different ball game. he’s so out of his depth that he’s forced to turn to grad school message boards for advice and tips of how to get in. it seems like everyone else is applying to a hundred different schools while steve’s only applying to one. he learns this is a terrible strategy for planning one’s future, but that doesn’t really matter to steve. for him, it’s harvard or nothing.

there are so many different parts of the application that it makes steve’s head spin. there’s the statement of purpose and the personal statement—the difference between those two requires robin’s careful and slow explanation about three separate times. then there’s the writing sample and the application and the recommendations and the transcripts and and and

but with robin’s help, steve completes each component and successfully sends his materials by the day of the deadline.

steve’s never been a patient person. no one on earth would accuse him of that, so even he can tell that he’s getting on robin’s nerves every day as he practically pounces on her when she returns from collecting the mail.

and then one day, finally, at the end of april, she comes through the front door and clutched in her hand is a big, thick white envelope emblazoned with the words ‘harvard law’ in bold, beautiful crimson red.

~*~

“last chance to back out,” robin says smiling as she swings herself up into the passengers seat of their rented u-haul.

“nah.” steve returns her smile as he slides his sunglasses from his hair onto his face. “let’s get out of this dump.”

and with that, they leave their first apartment behind, headed to the coast.

[wanted to finish this completely before posting but my benadryls kicking in and i have no self control. eventual steddie, promise! no tag list for this one, sorry!! it’s giving me anxiety on the other one lol absolutely not edited, if u see a typo no u don’t. i wrote this on my phone in a feverish frenzy. also, i originally invented someone for the role of warner but then i was like ‘IDIOT!!!!! why would u not choose tommy?????’ so if there’s a name in here that shouldn’t be, no there isn’t.]

[kingrhyth]

I can't lie I listen to Legally Blonde the Musical at least once a week this was bound to happen (And y'all voted for this in the Au-Gust poll so you're partly to blame)

[penny00dreadful]

Okay, okay, okay listen.

Remember when we were all obsessed with Steddie Legally Blonde a while back? Yes, I’m still thinking about it, leave me alone. And I adore everything I’ve read. It’s all so fantastic.

But I had a thought because what if we switched it up a little? I’m going mainly off of the musical here, so bear with. 

So what if instead of having Steddie as Elle and Emmett, we instead have them as Paulette and UPS Guy/Kyle??? Like??? It fits, right???

But then, but THEN who do we have as Elle/Emmett?

Buckingham.

No, but just think of it! 

Or I guess you don’t really need to because I’ve thought of it enough for all of us and it goes like this:

(OMG you guys I blacked out and when I woke up this thing was 3.1k long written over a few hours. I haven't edited this at all so please be gentle about typos/tense changes etc. The fever just took me.)

Chrissy is your quintessential girly girl. She is Elle Woods. She’s blonde, pretty, cheerleader, very feminine and happy where she is in life, President of her Sorority with her besties by her side and her guy who is… well he’s as good as any guy could be, right?

Jason is handsome, rich, well connected, he treats her with affection and he humours her when she has some pretty wild, out there ideas. 

But then it happens and they break up because apparently having a girly girl for a wife just wouldn’t look good if he’s gonna live his life the way he wants to. Lawyer, his own practice, running for office. 

Apparently her blonde hair and boobs would hold him back which, what the fuck??? 

What does that have to do with anything?

They love each other, right? That surface stuff isn’t supposed to matter. At all! They’re supposed to be together no matter what because they… they love each other?

Well fuck that noise, no one tells Chrissy Cunningham she’s too fucking blonde to do anything which is a hypocritical ass thing to say because has Jason looked in the fucking mirror recently?

Different fucking rules, apaprently. 

Well, no more.

She’s gonna fuck up law school right along side him and she’s gonna wear fucking pink while doing it too!

And like, everything is going fine. 

Chrissy’s not stupid, she knows how she’s perceived by people before they get to know her. 

Vapid, bimbo, perky, blonde.

Like that’s an insult.

It’s just harder now that she’s away from her girls, gays and theys back home. And everyone here seems to think that the best way to live their lives is to look boring as shit while doing it along with tearing each other down.

She fucking hates it, but she’s determined to see it through. 

It helps that she seems to have found the one person on the whole of the fucking east coast who actually listens to what’s coming out of her mouth rather than just paying attention to the hair on her head or staring at her tits.

Robin is so strange.

She’s different in such a refreshing way, it’s like being able to breathe clean air for the first time in years.

And she’s fucking sharp. And sweet. And so, so comforting. 

Chrissy would have never managed to survive the depression of those first few weeks without her.

And like, she’s not ignorant to the fact that Robin sometimes does look at her boobs but at the same time it just feels different coming from a woman than it does a man. It doesn’t feel so objectifying.

Instead of putting Chrissy on edge it makes her feel a little smug. A little proud of herself, it makes her feel attractive and desired in a way she hasn’t felt in a very long time. 

Is that sexist? To prefer the attentions of a woman over a man when both do it just fine for her?

Chrissy’s not exactly sure, but she knows she enjoys it when it’s coming from Robin.

So maybe it’s a Robin thing. 

Chrissy honestly thinks things are looking up for her. 

Until Jason introduces Nicole. 

His fucking fiancee???

It’s been, like, four months since they broke up.

Nicole hates her guts, she can tell. She thinks she’s some two braincelled idiot who got into Harvard on daddy’s dime and needs to be babied through the simplest of tasks while not understanding how condescending everyone’s been the whole time.

Chrissy fucking understands. She’s been through it all before, but back then she had people by her side. It’s all so fucking childish. The world already hates women enough, Chrissy desperately doesn’t want to be at another womans throat, over a man no less, but Nicole doesn’t seem to feel the same way.

She’s ambitious and cut-throat and dedicated and a little bit terrifying. 

Apart from Robin, she’s on her fucking own out here.

And she needs something. 

Something of home to bring some light back into her life.

So she gets in her car and just drives around the streets hoping something will catch her eye. 

And it does. 

Some tiny little hole in the wall salon with a pride flag out the front that she’s immediately drawn to because god damn it she misses her friends. The girls, the gays, the theys.

As soon as she pulls over she feels both simultaneously like she’s come home and she definitely won’t fit in here, but she’s so emotionally raw at this stage it all kinda ends up converging on her and now she’s standing in front of a mostly empty salon and there’s a guy looking at her and she’s just fucking crying.

Through her blurry vision she can see the guy approaching and she really fucking hopes this isn’t gonna turn into a thing because she just does not have any spoons left to deal with some creep right now. 

But he seems to sense how he’s coming off because he becomes a little more effeminate from one step to the next.

“You okay, honey?” He asks, big brown eyes wide with concern and a hand covered in rings hovering over her shoulder, not touching. He has a cigarette in the other hand, held away to keep the smoke from reaching her, his arms covered in ink but Chrissy wants nothing more than a cigarette right now.

Or, that’s kind of a lie, but she’d love one in all honesty. She hasn’t smoked in so long. 

The guy spots her eyeing it, sticking the cigarette back between his plush lips and needing to use both hands to pull his carton from his pants considering they’re so tight.

“Bad day?” He hands her one and Chrissy ends up breaking down all over again.

She tells him that it hasn’t just been a bad day, but a bad half a year, really. She tells him all about Harvard and Jason and her professors and Robin and by the end of her ranting they’re sitting back in the breakroom of the salon. They guy’s name is Eddie, she learns and despite his mean and scary exterior Chrissy thinks he might be the gentles person she’s met in this whole god forsaken city.

He holds her hands between his and listens to her. Actually hears her talk and pays attention and is concerned and attentive and she loves him for it. 

He helps her find her confidence again, at least for the rest of the day. They commiserate about how they both stick out like sore thumbs in their communities and how people need to just kinda get over it.

He encourages her not to let the normies win, do go hang out with Robin, to go kick ass and she’s just wondering how on earth she can ever repay the favour when they hear

“Knock, knock.” 

Coming from the front of the salon.

Eddie’s whole face drains of colour before immediately turning red and he bolts up from his chair, stumbling out of the staffroom and moving back behind the receptionists desk.

Chrissy gets to watch in real time as all of Eddie’s incredible confidence and easy lightheartedness disappears into a vat of nerves mostly hidden by cheeky flirtation as he twirls a lock of hair around his finger and bats his eyelashes at the Hot UPS Guy who looks equally as charmed. 

When the guy, Steve, has to get back to his route, Eddie practically melts against the desk as soon as he’s out of sight. 

“Looks like I’m not the only one who needs help.”

Eddie rolls his eyes at her but smiles anyway. “I had that handled just fine.”

Over the next few months, she and Eddie get closer, Eddie and Steve stay exactly where they were that first day and she and Robin are quickly approaching best friends level.

But Chrissy is starting to come to terms with the fact that maybe she wants a little more than to be best girly-girl friends with Robin and maybe she wants to stick her tongue down her throat about it. 

The two of them are practically attached at the hip, spending all day at classes together, alternating between their respective rooms to study late into the night, ending up in the same bed together and waking up together in the morning. 

Chrissy is almost, completely, entirely sure that this is all very not platonic but it’s so difficult to tell.

She’d be constantly sleeping over with her friends back home, hugging, kisses on cheeks, cuddling in bed or when watching movies, just girly things.

But this feels different. Is it different?? Or is this just how Robin is with all her female friends, the same way it’s always been how Chrissy was with her friends back home. How can she tell if it’s going from platonic to romantic??

And all of that needs to go on the backburner anyway because they’re being put on a real life, for realsies you guys case. And if they fuck up this case they could be at fault for someone spending the rest of their fucking life in prison for something they didn’t do??

Unacceptable.

And after Chrissy finds out their client used to be on the same cheer team as her? It was all over. No way was she gonna let her go to prison just because everyone thinks a pretty young woman couldn’t possibly love someone a little older than her. 

Not on Chrissy’s watch. 

But first she has to deal with Robin’s wardrobe because they professor is insistent that all the women wear skirts and tights and Robin is not having it.

Neither is Chrissy to be fair, so she takes Robin out to the most lavish place she can, decks them both out in the fiercest looking pantsuits they can get their hands on, refusing to back down.

It comes as a surprise to both of them when Nicole stands with them in solidarity as well and now their professor is both outnumbered and losing his arguments with only Jason on his side about this and they fucking win.

It’s only a small win but it still feels fantastic. 

Riding her high of winning that small fight, she bursts into the salon and informs Eddie that he is going to either kiss or ask out Steve the next time he sees him and when Eddie reacts like she just said she was going to shave all of his hair off she refuses to hear it. 

Because the thing is Eddie is pretty, really pretty and she knows that Steve knows it, but she doesn’t think that Eddie himself is really aware of it. And despite his prettiness, he’s all awkward elbows and knees. 

So she gives him some tips and shows him how to highlight certain things about himself, the long legs, the tattooed arms, the hip bones. Even his cute little bum. She teaches him how to subtly pull at his clothes in conversation so some skin is exposed or his tiny little waist is highlighted. She teaches him how to use his eyes to go in for the kill.

He doesn’t seem to think it’ll work but she is almost certain it will. 

And it’s confirmed for her when she gets a call later that night from Eddie who sounds fucking over the moon and completely bewildered by the fact that Steve likes him back??? Has done for months?? And they had some incredible dirty nasty sex in the salon after it closed for the night and how they’re going to the movies tomorrow??

Eddie swears he’s gonna send her the biggest fuck off fruit basket he can find. 

Everything is looking up for her, especially after she has such a major win in court, figuring out one of the prosecutors witnesses had perjured himself on the stand (without outing him to the whole damn court, thankfully).

Or at least everything was looking up for her until she found herself alone in a room with her professor and she felt the energy in the room shift before it happened. 

His hands were on her before she could do anything about it and she cracked him across the face for it before she could even think about what this could do to her legal career going forward. 

Because that was the reality of it, wasn’t it? 

Either allow herself to get assaulted or destroy her career before it even started. 

She didn’t know when her priority had shifted from getting Jason back to actually pursuing this as a future career. But she had found to her own surprise she loved it. She adored it actually. 

And now…

Now it would all be gone. 

Jason had seen, of course he had and he was less than kind about it because apparently it made more sense that she had fucked her way into Harvard than had actually been smart enough to get there on her own. 

She couldn’t stomach anything Nicole could possibly have to say to her but if the way she was glaring at Jason with barely concealed rage after that comment was anything to go by, Chrissy didn’t need to worry too much about that.

She just wanted to go. To get out. She needed to get out. And she would have gotten away scott free if Robin hadn’t been hanging around waiting for her.

Robin’s face broke into a bright smile but that quickly slipped away when she saw the state Chrissy was in. She was all sweet concern and care and affection but Chrissy couldn’t fucking deal with it at that moment, she couldn’t face her.

She couldn’t face Robin who would find out what a fool of herself she’d made believing in Chrissy, when Chrissy had thrown all of their hard work away.

Because no one would ever fucking see her as a person. She was just a piece of ass.

So she ran.

She didn’t even realise where she was running to until she was standing outside the salon doors again. 

It was late, they were closed, of course they were, why was she here?

She was standing outside the door crying again like she had been the first time and it was all just so fucking stupid-

“Chrissycakes?”

She was enveloped in Eddie’s arms before she could even blink, being ushered inside and steered back to the staffroom, same as that first time. 

There were beer bottles and take out containers over the table and Steve sitting at the table and oh, she’d interrupted something hadn’t she? 

What a fucking way to officially meet one of her best friends new boyfriend right?

But they were so sweet. 

They sat and listened while she spilled the whole thing, offering at different points to hunt down her professor for her or slash his tires or lose all of his mail or whatever and she was forced to giggle through the tears.

But she shook her head in the end. She was tired. She was sick of having to defend herself constantly. 

She needed… she needed to go back to where she belonged. 

And she was about to. 

She was about to leave the salon, swear to keep in contact with Eddie because god damn it she loved him now and she was ready to run.

But then there was a hammering at the door and Chrissy poked her head out to see Nicole standing there looking like she was on a fucking crusade. 

And… was that…?

Robin was standing behind her, looking like she was just trying not to get in Nicole’s way.

Eddie grumbled to himself about changing the damn salons opening hours if this was to continue but he unlocked the door anyway.

Nicole burst in all fire and determination, shoving her finger directly in Chrissy’s face.

“I hated you. But god fucking damn it if you didn’t prove to me that this is the career you belong in. And I refuse to stand by and see an admirable woman of your smarts and calibre get run over by some small dicked professor with a receding hairline. You’re so much more than that. So c’mon. We’re breaking through that fucking glass ceiling if it kills us.”

Holy shit.

Robin pulled her into a tight hug, warm and comforting and a little too long to be platonic, running a hand through her hair. 

“We’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with Chris, but… you deserve to be in that courtroom.” She muttered into her ear and Chrissy could do nothing but nod into Robin’s neck.

She heard Eddie sigh behind her. “Okay if we’re doing this then… I need to make a few calls.”

A few days later Chrissy made her triumphant return to the courtroom. Everyone was there to support her. Eddie, Steve, her besties from back home that Eddie had called, telling them it was a friend emergency and so of course they all came right away along with Robin and Nicole bracketing her on each side. 

And while she could tell the court wasn’t taking her rants on hair care very seriously, when she finally came out with the verbal crackdown, proving the witness was actually the murderer, the gasps from the gallery were enough to feed her for years to come. 

When all was said and done at the celebration later that night, she found herself being approached by Jason.

He told her it was a mistake to let her go, to discard her the way he had and she agreed that yes it was. But his mistakes weren’t her problem anymore. And from the look of it they weren’t Nicole’s problem either. 

Jason surprisingly took it well enough, mentioning that he never really felt the same passion for law that she so clearly possessed. 

She wished him luck with finding what he wanted to do.

But now.

Now she needed to find Robin. 

Chrissy couldn’t take it anymore.

So weaving through the people around her, she grabbed at Robin’s hand, dragging her away from Steve who she had become inseparable with and pushing her into the hallway.

Robin didn’t even have a chance to ask what was happening before Chrissy was on her, pressing her into a wall, holding her close with her hands on either side of her face, kissing her with so much longing and elation and joy and happiness that when she pulled away Robin looked completely dazed. 

Robin blinked slowly a few times before her face broke into a wide grin. 

“Me too.”

[i-think-i-thunk]

I'm watching legally blonde (again) and I just had a thought about a steddie au.

Steve/Stevie as Elle Woods. Popular, preppy, pretty, prom king/queen, seems ditsy but is actually super smart, rich parents that dont really see Steve/Stevie with much potential.

And then we have Eddie as Vivian Kenzington. Mean, snarky, cocky, kinda outcast, puts on a persona but very few people see the vulnerable side.

Steve/Stevie who runs to Harvard to chase validation and prove himself/herself. There (s)he meets Robin and they become besties. Robin could be a mash up of Emmett, the nerdy kid, and/or Paulette.

With Eds, it starts as a competition but then as things get more tense and heated they realize their feelings for eachother and omg it would be so perfect.

This could be really cute as either mlm or t4t steddie.

[peachypurr]

smiling and sweet (smarter and bolder) by @stupid4steddie for @steddiebang2024 🎀🌸💄🩷👩🏼‍⚖️

Steve Harrington is pretty sure his life is perfect. He’s finished his degree at UCLA and is ready to settle down and become the perfect omega housewife. With his sorority sisters behind him and the most amazing alpha by his side, he’s got it all figured out.

Well, he does until his alpha dumps him instead of proposing, leaving Steve a crying mess on the side of the street and insisting that Steve isn’t ‘serious’ enough. But with the support of his sisters, he manages to pull himself together and follows Tommy straight to Harvard, ready to prove just how serious he actually is.

But then, Steve meets Eddie Munson, third-year alpha, who’s suddenly hell-bent on showing Steve he’s so much better than he originally thought.

Proud to present (lol) my contribution to August’s fic! I’m glad we got paired up. It’s been so much fun working together. I can’t wait to see this story pop off~<

[velocitytimes2]

Legally blonde AU where Steve follows Nancy to a big fancy school he doesn’t really care for to keep her in love with him and along the way finds a career he’s good at and a boyfriend who thinks he hung the moon and the stars.

[steddieas-shegoes]

Tumblr Requests (Rated M)

Bi Erasure

Migraine Steve and Chronic Pain Eddie

Jancy Apologies

Platonic Stobin

Friendship Bracelets and Platonic Stobin

New Kids, Same Problems based on this post

Possessive/Jealous Eddie

Bullshit

Protective Robin and Eddie

Shovel Talks - Hopper and Wayne

Exposure Therapy

Chronic Pain Steve AND Eddie

Confident Bi Steve

Werewolf Soulmates

Pining Steve

Letterman Jacket and Battle Vest

Wolf Sanctuary Therapy

T4T Lesbian Steddie

HOH + Visually Impaired Steve

Hopper and El Adopt Steve

Steve Adopts A Child

Steve's Real Family

Rock Star Eddie at The Grammys

Rock Star Eddie and Groupie Steve

Steve and His Pack

Steve Overdoing It As Usual

Steve Has Good Parents

Steve and Jonathan Friendship

What A Time To Be Alive

Ghost-ish Steve

Karaoke Night

Fantasy AU

Joyce and Hop Disappointed

Tommy and Carol Fix-It

Steddie Get Murray'd

Migraine During Hellfire

Steve Has Emetophobia

Dad Wayne To The Rescue

Trauma Surgeon Steve

Steve's Secret Siblings

Mama Bear Steve

5+1 Secret Relationship

Grammys and Oscars Proposals

Camping Trip Comfort

Eddie Love Confession

Will Comes Out, They All Come Out

Hot Ones

Steve Flirts at D&D

Punk Steve

Comedian Steve

Chronic Pain Eddie

Steve's Embarrassing Secret

First Date Gone Wrong...Then Right

Housewife Steve

Steve's Stutter

Polyglot Steve

Steve Loves Oingo Boingo

Wrong Number AU

Eddie's Wrong About Steve

Steve Legally Blonde Quote

Steddie Comfort

[augustjustice]

20 Questions for Writers!

I was tagged by @ataliagold; thank you so much!! 💛🖤

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

45 at present.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

418,048 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now I write for Stranger Things, predominantly Steddie. From 2019 to summer of 2022, I was very deep in the Gotham fandom and wrote for that mostly (it's the thing that actually got me back into writing, and really into posting my work for the first time).

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

After School Special (Stranger Things)

Everything is Different the Second Time Around (Gotham)

The Second Hand Unwinds (Gotham)

Sights On Someone Else (Gotham)

Only Fools Rush In (Gotham)

5. Do you respond to comments?

I always do, even if it's just a quick thank you in response to extra kudos. Comments mean the world to me, one of my favorite parts of fandom is getting to interact with the community that way.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Easily The Punchline, which is a Gotham spin on the comic The Killing Joke. If you tackle Batman and Joker's relationship, there's bound to be some angst, and the Gotham backstory really adds an even more bittersweet twist.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my finished fics have happy endings 😂I'm a fluff girl primarily. Mer-May I Have This Kiss? which I co-wrote with @inkfowl has a very prototypical happily ever after ending, which I'm a sucker for. Honorable mention to my transfem Stevie fic Pretty in Pink, too, since that fic is basically fluff all the way through.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've got some weird spam-y comments on occasion (in at least one instance, from a person who did that to many others throughout the fandom), but thankfully no real hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do! Haven't published much of it, although I'm hoping to complete something for the upcoming Stevie Week. By far my smuttiest fic is (I'm the New Cancer) Never Looked Better, You Can't Stand It which is nearly 20k of Penguin/Riddler suit porn.

10. Do you write crossovers?

I've written some crossovers that exist within the same broader universe, so Gotham fics that draw on other Batman media, or my Smallville/Gotham crossover that also uses certain elements of broader DC comics canon. I'd like to write more, though! I've got an idea for school guidance counselor Steve meeting with teens in other supernatural dramas like Buffy, Supernatural, Teen Wolf, etc. No idea if I'll ever get around to it, but I think it would be fun.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have! A few folks have asked to translate my Gotham fics. Always very flattered when people are interested in doing that.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

@inkfowl is my co-writing buddy in the Steddie fandom! We've done a lot of writing/roleplay together, including our long, ongoing Study Buddies series.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

My current favorite is, obviously, Steddie. Clex (Clark Kent/Lex Luthor, specifically in Smallville) was baby's first OTP and so will always hold a special place in my heart. And Sterek gets an honorable mention, too, as it had me in a chokehold in the fandom days of old and is one I remain extremely fond of.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you will?

I hope that the muses grant me inspiration at some point so I can go back to Wouldn't Catch You Hung Up on Somebody that You Used to Know which is my Gotham/Smallville fic with Clex, Batjokes, and a sprinkle of Superbat. I'm not in the frame of mind for it right now, but that fic is basically my ideal DC crossover future fic. I'm also holding out hope that I might get back to my sort of Legally Blonde college Steddie AU Better Than That, but that remains to be seen. I'll admit, I wasn't entirely certain where that fic was headed, so I would have to try and plot it out before picking it back up.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I would say I'm good at descriptions, particularly capturing visuals and setting tone/atmosphere. People also often compliment my ability to write banter between characters, which is something I definitely enjoy.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm so not a plot gal; I'm much more interested in just writing slice of life glimpses of characters or deepening character interactions, so I think I'm definitely weaker there. Also, while people have told me I'm good at making characters sound authentically in-character, I can really get in my head about that, which is a struggle at times.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I'm woefully monolingual, so I would definitely be reluctant to do this unless I knew someone who spoke the language and was willing to help me out.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

If we're talking about the first ever fanfic I wrote in my notebooks as a preteen and never saw the light of day, then Disney Channel and other more obscure kids shows lol. The first fic I published to AO3 was for Teen Wolf.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Following trend, I'm gonna do top 5.

Only Fools Rush In, even though it remains unfinished, is my Gotham magnum opus, and I would be remiss not to mention it. It picks up right after the series ends (pre-finale flash forward) and continues the story from there. This was really a chance for me to explore a lot of the things left unsaid in the show proper.

Got Your Mother in A Whirl (She's Not Sure If You're A Boy Or A Girl) is the first Stranger Things fic I ever started wayyyyy back after Season 2 aired and was abandoned before evening finishing the first chapter for years until I got into the fandom again after Season 4. I'm very touched by the way people have responded to it and feel proud of how I captured Steve's feelings while discovering their genderfluidity (and in something I started long before I fully realized I was somewhere on the nb spectrum myself!). Plus, I got to write Stevie and Dustin's sibling dynamic, which is always a favorite of mine.

Got You By My Side This is just a sweet post-S4 one shot, but I feel like I really captured exactly what I wanted to about Steve and Eddie's newly forming relationship with it.

this gun's for hire, even if we're just dancing in the dark An alternate universe first meeting between Oswald and Ed in Gotham, and I'm honestly still pleased with the atmosphere and vibes I was able to capture with this one. It's also brimming with a particular brand of belligerent sexual tension that I live for.

you wanna feel how it feels? (let's exchange the experience) My Steddie bodyswap fic! This is a recent one and still very much ongoing/in the early stages. But it's a fic I've wanted to write for ages now, so I'm very excited to have it underway.

I'm no pressure tagging @eriquin @tinytalkingtina @formosusiniquis @lingeringmirth @momotonescreaming

@chierei @inkfowl @arcanemoody @afoxnamedmulder and anyone else who sees this and wants to join!

[grandwretch]

has anyone ruminated on a legally blonde steddie au. specifically the musical. something about "you were the best thing about this place." something about steve introducing eddie to department stores. something about eddie teaching steve to let himself be angry. idk. idk.

[otteranha]

Steve is the kind of himbo who has the Elle Woods vibes that I can 100% see the brainiac in crowd at college bullying by tricking him into showing up at a party in costume when it is most definitely not a costume party, but he’s exactly hot enough and self-assured in his looks enough to pull off being the only person there dressed up (and his little sailor outfit is 100% giving multiple people some kind of sexual awakening).

Eddie sees him later at Best Buy, angrily buying a new laptop in said sailor outfit, and promptly falls in love.

[lynn-reads-and-writes]

All I'm saying is Steve is 100% gonna use Jason's hair care routine (or lack thereof) to get him to admit he killed Chrissy on the stand thus freeing international musical menace Eddie Munson from prison.

And then they kiss and stuff.

[urdreamgirls-dreamgirl]

Masterpost

***i just changed my username so i know these urls don’t work pls pls i will fix it pls***

Newest

is it casual now?, pt. one part two: fwb!steddie, inspired by chappell roan's "casual" [AO3]

One-shots

i swear that i’m not thinkin’ ‘bout you all the time (just today, yesterday, every day, and tomorrow night) T, COMPLETE

Robin and Eddie are sitting on the couch facing each other, talking about dumb shit before Eddie finally asks her what Steve’s deal is. Robin snorts. “I’ve known him almost a year now and your guess is as good as mine.”

OR: Eddie's out of the hospital and Steve won't leave him alone. Steve's trying to seduce Eddie through chores.

i'm such a fool for you (you’ve got me wrapped around your finger) T, COMPLETE

"Nance and I have been in this together since the beginning. But it was never gonna be romantic between us again. I love her and always will, but we’re definitely not meant for each other.” Steve lets out a huff of a laugh. “Besides, I’m striking out with someone else pretty frequently.” He doesn’t know why he says it; the weed and the beers are combining to sabotage him probably. He hears Eddie shift next to him.

“King Steve’s lost his touch?” Steve can hear the smirk in Eddie’s voice as he says it.

“Oh, I lost it a long time ago,” Steve laughs into the night sky, rubbing a hand across his face.

OR: Steve and Eddie are both very dumb and very into each other.

it’s christmas (this is gonna be a nightmare) T, COMPLETE

“Okay, what’s wrong?” Robin asks him.

Steve takes a deep breath. “Nothings wrong.” He turns from the cutting board on the counter to look over at the two of them standing next to each other. They look skeptical. Steve takes another breath. “Okay, before I say anything, just remember that you guys are my friends and roommates and I always take out the trash at night when you guys are too scared and I take all the spiders you find in your rooms outside for you and you care about me deeply for a multitude of reasons, okay?”

Robin rolls her eyes and Eddie’s eyebrows crinkle in confusion. “Steve?” Eddie says, his voice calm. Steve turns back to the counter, facing away from them. Maybe if he doesn’t look directly at Eddie, it’ll be easier to say.

“I may or may not have implied to my mother that Eddie and I are dating and that’s why I’m bringing him home for Christmas,” Steve says in a rush, hoping that he won’t have to repeat himself.

Tumblr Ficlets

i hate your big dumb combat boots: a steddie x 10 things i hate about you AU part one part two part three part four part five part six part six 1/2

what if Nancy Wheeler and Eddie Munson worked at Scoops Ahoy in the summer of ‘85?

Steve has a first date tonight, but he’s self-conscious about his scars

you’re a cowboy like me: steddie x cowboy like me au

sorry for not making you my centerfold part two steddie x coney island au

all the girls dreamed that they’d be your partner: steddie x how to lose a guy in 10 days au (part one part two)

wwdits steddie au

kiki’s delivery service au [AO3]

you should think about the consequence of your magnetic field being a little too strong steddie x gorgeous au (landscaper!eddie/bored rich kid in Beverly Hills!steve)

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this steddie x paper rings au (pining fwb!steddie) [AO3]

i'm so in love that i might stop breathing steddie x taylor swift's "paris" au [AO3]

there’s just one who could make me stay steddie x you’re on your own kid au [AO3]

you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls in the front row scream your name steddie x superstar au (songwriter!eddie/musician!steve) [AO3]

taylor swift inspired aus on AO3 here: my heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue

bring it on!steddie au

soak up the sun early 2000s steddie head canon

i would never pretend to not know you steddie x normal people au

what, like it's hard? pt. 1 steddie x legally blonde au

steve's parents hire someone to "date" him steddie x no hard feelings rom com au

if we lived on the moon (steve deals with some complicated feelings at the grocery store) [AO3]

the newsroom au steddie x the newsroom au (prime time news anchor!steve x executive producer!eddie, past relationship, past cheating, exes to lovers)

steddie x failed threesome au (steddie meet in a threesome and they can't perform)

steddie x love rosie au (accidental teen pregnancy, childhood best friends)

freddy krueger stripper au

steddie x cafe au

and i wouldn't marry me either, pt. one steddie x plus one rom com au (wedding dates for convenience, fake dating adjacent)

the ultimatum reality show au (reality show contestants to lovers)

i don't need wings to help me fly, pt. 1 steddie x the princess diaries 2 au (prince!steve, scheming aristocrat!eddie)

may the odds be ever in your favor, pt. one steddie x the hunger games au

rockstar!eddie/personal trainer!steve

Multi-chapter ‘fics

sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) M, COMPLETE, 10/10

Max had read every one of Eddie’s novels and every one of his screenplays. In every single one of them, in every universe that Eddie could think up, she watched as Eddie fell in love with Steve, over and over and over again. They had different names, different professions, there were different, wild, fantastical circumstances, but it was always them. In every version of reality, they found each other. It was time they found each other again in this version and Max was going to help them do it, even if it killed her.

OR: It's 1997, ten years after Eddie and Steve leave Hawkins. Eddie, a novelist/screenwriter, Max, Hollywood's shiniest scream queen, and Dustin, the hottest indie horror director in the business, reunite to make a movie and they're bringing the Party along with them to the middle of nowhere to do it.

when i don’t touch you it’s a mistake in any life, in each place and forever. M, COMPLETE, 12/12

If Eddie didn’t know any better, he would think that he’d slipped into an alternate dimension. A dimension where he was happy and not dead. A dimension where Steve Harrington sleeps in his bed—or maybe where he sleeps in Steve Harrington’s bed.

OR: Eddie dies. But then he wakes up next to a sleeping Steve Harrington.

it had to be you. M, WIP, 3/7

“You guys are gonna have a great time,” Dustin beams at them.

Steve lets his eyes take in all that is Eddie Munson, from his messy long hair to his Black Sabbath band tee to his painted black fingernails. He looks loud and obnoxious. Steve seriously doubts they’re going to have a great time. From the look on Eddie’s face, Steve imagines he’s thinking the same thing.

OR: It's the When Harry Met Sally AU that literally no one asked for.

oh my, love is a lie (shit my friends say to get me by) M, WIP, 1/4

“Is that—?” Robin starts, before she's interrupted by Dustin calling them over.

Because Eddie is Eddie. After Nancy had demolished Steve’s heart, he’d gone out for the weekend, Robin in tow. He’d drank enough to forget his own name and had ended up making some questionable decisions. One of those decisions had, apparently, been Eddie Munson. They’d spent two nights together, back in June, drenched in cheap beer and barely leaving Steve’s bed. On the afternoon of the second day, Eddie had left, saying he was going for a McDonald’s run, and Steve hadn’t seen him again. He hadn’t even left his number.

OR: Six months ago, Steve Harrington had his heart crushed by Nancy Wheeler. To cope, he'd rebounded in the worst way, spending two life-changing nights with the guy of his dreams. The only problem was that the guy had ghosted him, no number, no Insta handle; Steve didn't even get his last name. Now, he's resurfaced at Steve's Friendsgiving party, apparently Dustin Henderson's new best friend.

i can’t let go when something’s broken (it’s all i know and it’s all i want now) T, COMPLETE, 5/5 (also on tumblr here: part one part two part three part four part five) 

Steve Harrington wakes up like he does every day, alone in his big bed with fluffy white sheets, weak sunlight streaming through the blinds on his windows. He rubs the sleep from his eyes, drinks the glass of water he put on his bedside table last night and swallows the aspirin next to it, and then climbs out from underneath the covers. He wanders into his bathroom to brush his teeth and shower, to fix his hair the way he likes it (a much less intensive process than it was when he was seventeen), and pulls on the same jeans he wears every day. He fixes himself breakfast—scrambled eggs and burnt bacon—and then he leaves for his shift at the coffeeshop.

The day passes slowly, like it always does. Steve makes small talk with the regulars, he laughs half-heartedly at Frank’s jokes, he pours espresso all over his hands. He cleans the tables and stacks the newspapers. He tries his hardest to ignore the new stack of Rolling Stones Frank has placed by the door.

monsters are always hungry M, WIP, 2/9 (Horror, ST4 rewrite)

Robin finally slides the tape all the way in to the VCR and Steve rolls his cart back over to the counter and leans over it, ready to watch some kid’s fourth birthday party or a Little League baseball game.

There’s nothing but static for the first thirty seconds.

“Maybe it’s blank?” Robin suggests, and just as she says it, the mess of snowy static shifts to a blood red screen before the images begin to flicker. The footage is grainy, like a real home video. The images are almost indistinguishable, but Robin and Steve can make out a big house, a front porch, a stained-glass window with a rose at the center. The cuts are choppy and jarring as the screen shifts quickly from one image to another in the blink of an eye. Cobwebs in the corner of a ceiling, spider eggs, limbs bent at inhuman angles, a child’s face.

The images stop, almost as quickly as they’d begun, and the television returns to static. Steve and Robin stand in silence for a minute before Steve rounds the counter and reaches up for the power button, turning the TV off.

OR: Steve and Robin watch a mysterious, unmarked tape they find in the returns bin at Family Video.

all of me changed like midnight. M, 4/11

In the fall of 1986, Eddie invites Steve and Robin to one of his shows at the Hideout. Steve is mesmerized by Eddie's performance, captivated by the way Eddie's hands move up and down his guitar, by the way Eddie's measured breaths deliver a strong and confident lyrical performance. When Steve compliments Eddie after the show, Eddie offers to teach Steve to play the guitar. Steve is completely taken by the whole project and a romance blooms, tender and soft, as they begin to speak through the music they play for each other.

Shortly after Steve confesses his love for Eddie, Eddie flees Hawkins, determined to live out his dreams as a rockstar and convinced that's not what Steve wants for himself. Steve and Robin move to Indy, where they begin playing open mics at the coffeeshop Steve works at. Steve finds that songwriting is the perfect way to give voice to his feelings of grief, love, and abandonment.

The fic spans ten years as Steve and Eddie weave their way in and out of each other's lives, writing songs that can only be meant for each other.

project 146 of the steddie bigbang

Series

tell the devil i’m waiting. M, COMPLETE

Includes: sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it was mine) & i make up things that i would never say (i say them very quietly)

my heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue T, ONGOING

unrelated taylor swift-inspired steddie

[penny00dreadful]

Well hi!

I'm a Steddie writer and artist, maybe with a few hints of Buckingham thrown in, that's primarily what you will find here.

I've been writing since the trenches of fanfiction.net.

My personal headcanon for these boys is they're kicking names and taking ass and they're all out of milk.

Artworks, podfics and translations welcome, just let me know cus I wanna see! 😊

1 Year Anniversary Post

Redbubble

Blood of the Covenant (AO3) - Eddie is an evil vampire for a little bit.

First Impressions (AO3) - Pride and Prejudice AU

Somebody To Love (Tumblr/AO3/Podfic) - Personal Assistant Steve/Rockstar Eddie

Return of The King (Tumblr/AO3) - Steddie Vampire AU with a twist!

Comeuppance (Tumblr/AO3) - Dustin tries to parent-trap Stancy. It does not go according to plan.

Fettuccini (smut) (Tumblr/AO3) - Steve tells Eddie he's not allowed to cum for the entire month of November.

And They Were Roommates! - (Tumblr/AO3/Fic Art) - Enemies to lovers roomates AU

Cat and Mouse (Tumblr/AO3) - Rookie Mistake prequel fic. Spy AU, enemies to lovers, getting together.

Folie à Deux - (Tumblr/AO3) - Body Swap Fic

The Mummy - (Tumblr/AO3) - The Mummy AU

Royal Pain - (Tumblr/AO3) - Royal AU

Safety (Tumblr/AO3/Podfic)- Robin is being followed and jumps into a group of metalheads to try and find safety.

Dish the Dish, Bish! (Tumblr)- Steve and Robin communicate badly about their respective crushes.

Crossroads (Tumblr/AO3)- Reincarnation AU. Beautiful cover art by @subbaculture

Like Ice (Tumblr) - Devil Wears Prada AU

To Find A Family - (Tumblr/AO3) - Anastasia AU

Before He Cheats - (Tumblr/AO3) - Eddie finds out his partner has been cheating on him when some guy named Steve calls.

The Parting Glass - (Tumblr/AO3) - Eddie is in mourning and moves back to Hawkins

Pink is My Signature Colour - (Tumblr) - Buckingham Legally Blonde AU

I'll Tell You My Sins and You Can Sharpen Your Knife - (Tumblr/AO3) - Songfic based off Take Me To Church

Love Is What Makes You Brave - (Tumblr/AO3) - Eddie found out Steve is getting married and is now idling in the church parking lot.

Rookie Mistake - (Tumblr/AO3) - Spies AU. Kidnapping. Murder husbands.

Hawkins Haunted House (AO3) - Steve gets roped into being a scare actor by Robin.

Family Commitments (AO3) - Eddie and Robin crash a family wedding Steve has to go to.

37 Years To The Day (Tumblr/AO3) - Steddie Time Travel

Passing Grade (Tumblr/AO3) - Teacher/Student Roleplay Smut

Please Don't Tell Steve!

Steddie First Kiss Writing Game

High Bitch King Steve

Friends Roasting Friends On Live

Fat Bottomed Girls

#penny ficlet

"Hey! That's mine!"

Drunk Talk

Star

"I can explain!"

Missed Mistletoe

Waking Up

Chill/Give In

I Couldn't Lose You

Falling Star

#stwgdailyprompt

Through The Valley - (Tumblr/AO3)- Post-Apocalypse AU

#wip excerpts

The Princess Bride Art

Twilight AU Art

Times Like These Art

Valentines Day Art

Pin Up Steve

D&D AU

Selkie Steddie

Buckingham Art

Steve Harrington: Vampire Hunter

Sub Eddie Week

Je Ne Regrette Rien Fanart

I Want To Hold Your Hand Fanart

Mer-Eddie

Pride Art

Corroded Coffin Album Art (nsfw)

Jock Eddie and Punk Steve

Sex Drugs and A Haunted House Art

It's Only Forever Art

Wild Child Art

Ahoy Big Boy

#penny art

[sarcasticassian]

Please a Legally Blonde Steddie AU could bang

Steve is sick of everyone thinking he’s an idiot just because he decided to study cosmetology and not something ‘academic’, he’s even pretty sure that his ex girlfriend Nancy Wheeler broke up with him because he was too ‘stupid’ (she didn’t, they just weren’t very compatible in the end but he doesn’t realise this yet) so after hearing that she’s going to Harvard Law he decides that this is the perfect way to show everyone that he is smart and hey if it makes Nancy change her mind about dating him then he won’t stop her

In place of the Delta Nu squad the kids Steve babysits come in to help him study, they’re all little geniuses anyway, especially Dustin (who is not his favourite, he doesn’t play favourites), and with their help he passes his LSAT and gets in, his dad who is just happy that his son is finally doing something ‘respectable’ is happy to pay for Steve once he’s in

Steve turns up and it becomes clear to everyone apart from him that he Does Not Fit In but he manages to bump into Nancy (you go into Harvard Law?) and it turns out she’s dating someone else now, her new boyfriend Johnathan is also a student at Harvard

(they’re kinda Warner and Vivian but I don’t want them being mean so they’re just maybe slightly stand offish because this guy that Nancy dated in college is suddenly at Harvard and is that not slightly weird to anyone else? Plus I want Steve and Johnathan being friends by the end cause if they’re not getting it in canon they deserve it here)

Steve’s first class is with Professor Hopper who kicks him out after embarrassing him in front of the rest of the class and some asshole called Jason suggested he be removed and this is where he meets Eddie for the first time, Eddie sees this random guy angrily muttering to himself and he also immediately can tell he doesn’t fit in, just like Eddie doesn’t, so he decides to be nice and offer him so advice, he tells him that Hopper isn’t always like that, gives him tips on how to impress in his class, tells him Professor Byers likes when you speak up and Owens is nice but he spits a little

(Eddie is smart like I just know he is and here he’s driven to study because he wants to work in family law and work with domestic violence/abuse victims because he spent his entire childhood watching his dad being a grade A asshole until he was eventually moved to live with his Uncle who he’s planning on buying a swanky new house when he wins his first big case etc but that doesn’t mean he fits in at Harvard, he got in on his smarts but also a long list of scholarships and his ripped jeans and leather jacket stand out against the designer, muted clothes a majority of the other students wear)

Steve is grateful for the advice from this random but kind (and cute) student but their meeting is cut short when Nancy and Johnathan approach him after class, Steve spirals a little and this is when he finds Robin’s coffee shop (unless you think she’d work at a hair salon or something but I thought coffee worked better for them), they fall into a grand friendship and Steve watches as Robin gazes longingly at the cute UPS girl (Chrissy or Vickie, whichever floats your boat) and *insert boobies conversation here*

With Robin’s encouragement and Eddie’s help Steve actually progresses really well in his classes and even Nancy Wheeler is impressed when he verbal smacks down Jason in *Callahan equivalent*’s class (idk who Callahan would be so take your pick) and Steve, Nancy, Johnathan and Jason (ew) are picked to intern on a big case

Idk who Brooke would be or what the case is but maybe something to do with family law because I feel like that’s the sort of thing Steve would be interested in, he’s dealt with parental neglect his whole life and he watched Max having to go through court proceedings when she was younger etc and he’s seen how passionate Eddie is about it and he’s a little inspired

If you’re following the musical instead of taking Eddie to the mall for a makeover Steve takes him to a hair salon to properly do his hair and it is so, so soft after

idk if here Steve is sexually assaulted by his professor like Elle or if it’s something else, perhaps outed against his will, it kinda depends on the year it’s set in and who Callahan is but something shitty happens to him and he decides to go home ‘because who is he kidding’ but when he goes to say goodbye to Robin she smacks him across the back of the head and is like don’t be a dingus you got this and Hopper, who happens to be getting coffee as well agrees and so Steve charges back to the courtroom

If it is a similar court case to Brooke’s in the film then I lowkey want Billy to be the daughter equivalent because imagine he gets caught because he perms his mullet lmao)

But happy ending, Steve and Eddie are in love, Robin gets her UPS girl, Nancy and Johnathan graduate with Steve and Jason doesn’t, Eddie wins his first big case and buys Wayne that house and the kids road trip to Boston to come annoy Steve

[ellewritesandrants]

Secrets Hidden in the Basement

“Steve, you’re not going to believe this.” _______________________________________ “I think one of them’s Billy.”

Here's a Modern Mob/Criminal AU for the @harringroveson-bingo with the Prompt Much Needed Hug.

Square: A2

Rating: Teens and Up Audiences

Word Count: 2861 words

Ship(s): Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington (Harringrove), Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (Steddie), Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (Harringroveson)

Major Tags: None

Additional Tags: Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove Needs a Hug, Soft Billy Hargrove, Billy Hargrove Needs Help, Billy Hargrove Needs Love, Billy Hargrove Angst, Protective Steve Harrington, Protective Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Mentioned Vecna (Stranger Things), Steve Harrington Needs a Hug

Link: AO3

“Steve, you’re not going to believe this.”

Steve sighed. The earpieces were only for emergencies and they were barely an hour into their plan to scope out the Creel House while Henry was in Europe and already it was being activated. He knew he shouldn’t have involved the kids but El was involved so he really couldn’t say no. His only saving grace was that Dustin’s girlfriend, Susie was a master hacker and had deactivated all of the cameras and traps before actively monitoring Creel and his crew to make sure none of them were suspicious about the house.

“What is it, Dustin?”

“D-did you know that there are human prisoners in the basement?”

Fuck. He’d heard rumors about it but he didn’t think that they were true because everyone knew that the last thing you needed was the risk of your personal home being raided because of kidnapping accusations. It’d at least help them trap the son of a bitch with Hopper’s help once he gets a warrant. Steve made sure to send a message about it to Hopper to add to their evidence case.

“I’d heard rumors about it but I didn’t think they were true.”

“Steve, I think you should get down here.” Dustin whispers.

“Dustin, I need stay out here in case you trigger something Susie didn’t notice and we need to make a quick getaway. I can’t leave.”

“But Steve-“

“But Steve, what?” Steve snarled, exasperated since Dustin still wasn’t getting the point.

“I think one of them’s Billy.” Dustin whispered.

Steve’s heart stopped for a moment. His ears were ringing. This wasn’t possible.

“What?”

“I’m pretty sure one of them’s Billy. He’s severely undernourished but he still has the same blue eyes and blond hair even if he’s a bit more scarred than before. He even recognized me, Steve. He called me Dusty like he used to.”

Steve bit his lip in indecision.

“Fuck. I’ll come in. I’ll get Eddie to be on getaway car duty though. I need you and the others to check if he has any more prisoners outside the basement. Don’t engage yet because we don’t know if they’ll be friendly or not, but I’ll help you once backup arrives, okay? I’ll call Hopper in too so he can deal with the legal side of things. Do you copy, Dustin?”

“Yeah, Steve.”

Steve hurried to turn off his earpiece before taking a deep, shuttering breath while gripping the steering wheel of his car with white knuckles. He steeled himself to get himself together because everyone was relying on him and he needed to make sure that everything was still in order before he got his hopes up. He decided to call Hopper first though because that was just business and he could talk business in his sleep.

“Steve, what’s going on?”

“Hop, it’s a lot worse than we thought. Creel’s been keeping human prisoners in his basement according to Dustin and one of them may be Billy.” Steve said, grimly.

“What? But the body-“

“It must’ve been a decoy to keep us of his trail. I remember he did the same thing when he kidnapped Will and I never thought to consider he’d use the same tricks.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m about to head into the basement to check but I need you here to process everything and to help with the prisoners so we can use this to get Creel once and for all.”

“I’ll head over to Judge Warren right now. He owes me a favor and I can make up something up about someone hearing screams come from the Creel house which means I need to investigate it.”

“Good. We need it asap.”

“You got it, kid. Just, don’t beat yourself up if isn’t Billy, okay?”

“I don’t want to get my hopes up, Hop but I owe it to him to check anyway.”

“Good luck, kid.”

“Good luck too, Hop. Hurry up though because we need you here.”

“I’ll be there in 30 at most. Just hold on tight.”

“Got it. Stay safe.”

Steve ended the call, not knowing how to feel but happy that backup was coming and that he wouldn’t be alone soon. The dread came creeping back though and he felt the butterflies in his stomach fluttering away at the thought of calling Eddie now and he didn’t even know how to explain it to Eddie.

He’d only recently joined their group after his crush was kidnapped by Creel and his crew and he was blamed for it since they were together at the time. Their relationship had developed naturally but at a very slow pace because of what happened to Billy and now, Steve was lost because he might not have lost Billy but now, he might lose Eddie who’s been his rock ever since he lost Billy. He took another deep breath to steel himself and he decided to fuck it and just go for it and see where the cards would land.

“Hey Big Boy, what’s going on? I thought you were scoping out the Creel house with the kids.”

“I am but Dustin ran into something unexpected and he wants me to check it out. Can you come here with the van to be on runaway car duty just in case?”

“Sure! I’ll be there in ten. What’d he find?”

“He thinks he found Billy alive in Creel’s basement.”

“Wait. Billy? As in Starcourt hero, Billy? The Billy who’s funeral we held eight months ago? That Billy?”

Eddie sounded like he couldn’t believe it but quite frankly, neither could Steve.

“Yeah. It’s old news that Creel and his crew like to use fake bodies to trick everyone into thinking their prisoner’s died instead of being held in captivity.”

A beat of silence passes and Steve doesn’t know what’s rushing through his partner’s mind.

“Is there a chance Chrissy’s there?”

Of course, his mind would go to Chrissy but Steve’s long stopped feeling jealous about her because he knew that Eddie loved him even if he cared for Chrissy.

“I don’t know, Eds. I’ll have to check but I need you here before I go down, so we have a contingency plan.”

“I’m already on my way, Stevie. Wait for me.”

“Of course. See you in a bit.”

Steve wasn’t sure if it was the end of everything, but he wanted to make sure Eddie knew how he felt.

“Love you, Eds.”

“Love you too, Stevie.”

Now, all Steve had to do was wait and stew with his thoughts. Would he dare to believe Dustin even though he could get all of his hopes shredded again? Realistically, he knew there a was very slim chance that Dustin was correct because the body had been found, burned to a crisp in Billy’s Camaro at the bottom of the quarry but he couldn’t help but still hope.

He’d gotten together with Billy at a very hard time in his life and while they’d had their ups and downs, they loved each other and they’d also loved the kids which is why Billy sacrificed himself the last time that Creel went after El, daring to hold back the crew for long enough that Steve and Hopper could get them away.

Steve had naively hoped Billy had gotten away until a week later, when Hopper somberly told him that the Camaro was found in the bottom of the quarry with a body inside that matched the general profile of Billy.

He’d mourned his boyfriend with the rest of their rag-tag group, making sure he gave his boyfriend the hero’s death be deserved for helping them live but he never realized that he’d doomed him to suffering at Creel’s hand because never even thought to look for him. What kind of crappy person was he?

And now, he added Eddie into the mix even though realistically, he knew it was more like Dustin added him into the mix and Steve eventually grew to accept him. It was hard looking at Eddie because there were times that he’d act so much like Billy that it hurt. It had taken Steve a long time to see Eddie as his own person separate from Billy but he had eventually done it right before Eddie dared to ask Steve out for a date.

Initially, Steve didn’t want to because he didn’t want to let go of Billy yet but Eddie slowly wormed his way into Steve’s heart without ever expecting anything in return so it only felt right to be able to kiss him because Steve slowly fell in love with him.

Now, he might lose everything again because he didn’t know how Eddie would react to Billy and how Billy would react to Eddie knowing that Steve had found someone else. God, this was such a shit storm and he couldn’t wait to finally pin down the bastard who’d caused all of this.

They’d heard from Kali that she’d finally taken care of Dr. Brenner but that he’d had an heir meant to continue his legacy of human trafficking and experimentation and they’d worked hard to figure out who this One really was before finding out that he was right under all of their noses.

They’d spent months planning this, so they could get him and their entire operation shut down for good so that El could finally start living her life and so that Barb and everyone else that had been taken could get justice. Now, he didn’t know if they’d sabotaged months of planning or fast tracked it.

At this point, Steve would consider it a success if they managed to make it out alive and to be able to be real teenagers again who don’t have to watch their every move to make sure they won’t be lynched. Right as Steve was about to head into another spiral of anxiety and nerves, he heard the telltale sound of the clunking of Eddie’s van, unable to be silenced after all of the things it’s been through.

As soon as the van was parked, Steve was rushing out of his car and into his partner’s arms, thankful that Eddie let Steve pull him close. Eddie even kissed him, helping Steve release the tension that’s been building in him since he found out about the prisoners in the basement.

“Thanks, Eds. I needed that.”

“I could tell. What’s got you so stressed?”

“This whole mess with Creel and possibly Billy and us and-“

“Okay, let’s take this one thing at a time, okay? Breathe, Stevie. We’ve got this. Hopper’s on his way to hopefully be able to get enough evidence to bring the trafficking operation into light. Billy may or may not be alive in that house and he needs you to be strong for him because he needs you. I’m a sure thing, Stevie, okay? You don’t need to worry about me. I’m here if you need me as a partner, as a friend, as whatever you need me to be, okay?”

“Okay. Thanks Eddie.”

“No problem, Stevie. Now, come on and get. Dustin’s probably pulling his hair out waiting so he can show you what may or may not be your presumed dead boyfriend.”

Steve couldn’t hear any bitterness in Eddie’s voice but then again, Eddie was a theatre nerd.

“Are you sure it’s alright, Eddie?”

“Stevie, I’m pro anything that makes you happy and from what you told me about Billy, he made you happy and vice versa. I wouldn’t do anything to stand in the way of that.”

“But you make me happy too.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean that you need to pick between us. You can have both, as long as Billy’s okay with it.”

Steve didn’t understand.

“What?”

Eddie smirked.

“Polyamory’s a thing, Stevie.”

Steve flushed in embarrassment.

“I only realized I was bi last year, Munson. Gimme a break. We can talk more about this once I know for sure if that Billy there.”

“Okay. See you when you get out.”

“See you. Be careful, okay?”

“Careful’s my middle name, Big Boy. I can handle myself. Shoo!”

Eddie shooed him into the house and Steve laughed lightly, eyes softening at his partner who had helped him calm his anxiety so he could pull on his strength and courage. He took a moment to set his shoulders back and to psyche himself up for the most daunting he’s ever done, to hope.

He quickly makes his way to the basement, having studied the blueprints they found in the city architect’s office, activating his earpiece again to get updated on everything that was happening. It seemed as if the kids had all found what they were looking for and were in the process of removing any proof they’d been there. Thankfully, they’d planned ahead and they were all wearing hazmat suits to avoid contamination because God knows what Creel had in his house.

Apparently, Dustin didn’t find any more prisoners through the house but he did find the accounts of what the prisoners went through because Creel was sadistic creep who wanted to make more versions of him with the serum that gave him and El their powers.  

As Steve got ready to walk down the stairs of the basement, he once again steeled himself for the sight that could greet him but his breath was immediately caught at the sight of what seemed to be homemade prison cells, ten of them with a little window and a space for a tray to be slotted in.

The first eight he checked were empty but the second to the last one had what may have been a Russian defector based on his looks and by the way he glanced at Steve before returning his gaze to the ground. Creel had worked with the Russians but he’d heard some of them double timed him and this fella might be one of them. Hopper might be able to get him to talk but that wasn’t his priority.

Steve warily went to check on the last one, practically ready to lose all hope when he was suddenly surprised to actually see Billy, chained on the floor like some kind of animal, looking thinner than Steve ever saw him. He lost the breath in his lungs at the sight, not sure how Dustin was able to stomach it in the first place.

“Oh god.”

“Pretty boy?”

Billy remembered him. Billy still remembered him. Steve hurried to the door, thankful that Eddie had taught him how to pick locks on their fourth date on a whim and when he found out about the plan to raid the Creel house, Eddie helped everyone learn how to it do it real fast the way he does it.

As soon as the door was open, Steve rushed to Billy, working to get the worst of the chains off him.

“Don’t move, baby. Let me get these awful chains off.”

“Can’t, Steve. They’ll send an alert.”

“No, they won’t. Dustin’s girlfriend came up with an ingenious plan to set up a blocker and she’s monitoring everything going out from here. We’re going to get you out of here and Creel won’t be able to do a thing to stop us.”

The main collar was a bitch to take off but it was finally gone and now it was only the shackles on his arms and legs. Steve gritted his teeth and went to work.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Hopper’s on his way to make it legal and everything but we’re stealing you back. I can’t believe I never thought he’d keep you here.”

“The bastard bragged about convincing all of you that I was dead so I don’t blame you.”

That was the arm shackles off but there was still a little bit left to deal with. He’d leave the other prisoner for Hopper.

“I still blame myself though.”

Billy reached out to hold Steve’s hands, so familiar yet not. Steve couldn’t help but look at the baby blues he’s missed so much.

“Don’t, pretty boy. I don’t so you can’t.”

“Fuck. You can’t say those kinds of things when I’m trying to focus!” Steve mumbled, valiantly trying not to let the tears fall from his eyes and failing.

“I missed you, Steve.”

“I missed you too, baby. Now, let me finish freeing you so I can take you home and start getting some meat on your bones again.”

“Fine, pretty boy.”

 It didn’t take too long for Steve to finish freeing Billy from the last of his shackles and for Billy to crumple like a house of cards onto the floor. Steve immediately went to pull him onto his lap and into a hug, holding on for dear life at proof that Billy was still alive. Both of them clutched at each other, tears falling from their eyes as they were reunited for the first time in months.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Stevie.”

“I’m going to get you out of here, baby and then once you’re safe, there’s no place on Earth that Creel will be able to hide from me. He’ll pay for keeping you away from me.”

[kittyphoenix12-xx]

these musical aus are taking over my brain

Jargyle be more chill au

Mungrove heathers au

Harringrove carrie au

Byergrove Dear Evan Hansen au

Buckleway Prom au

The heartwrenching Les Mis au (El/Mike/Will love triangle)

El Matilda au

Buckingham Wicked au // Steve is scarecrow, Eddie the cowardly lion and Billy the tinman

The Rent au that might be Steddie, Harringrove or Harringroveson depending on what i do (Billy will be Angel, this is my dilemma)

Hellcheer Legally Blonde au