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I've been sick in bed for a week and possibly will be for yet another one, please don't ruin my day any further than that...
Hello, I was wondering if you would write a fic on Agere Steddie (Steve <3 Eddie) from Stranger Things?
Prompt: Steve finds out what agere is (even though he's been doing it for years behind his parents backs) through Eddie who has been a caregiver for a while. He's been having an awful day. His car broke down so he has to call Eddie bc Robbie isn't answering her phone and he can't take it anymore. He regresses in Eddie's van on the way home, hugging his hoodie like a blanket because he doesn't have any stuffies on him.
(preferred additions not necessary but would be fun: Black paci in a plastic case from Eddies bag, Steve wearing a Scooby-Doo shirt or watching it on TV, Eddie calling him Prince or Bubs.) (also plz dont use the other word for baby cat its a trigger.)
(if you don't take this it's chill, also, take your time. You're appreciated and loved!!)
Thank you so much for your request! I saw this story and my heart melted! I’ve never written Steve as a Little and Eddie as a Caregiver before (I’ve written them swapped) but this was so fun to write a different side of them! I’ll definitely have to write more of them like this! I hope you don’t mind me making it themed to fall with the leaves and Halloween themed. I tried to incorporate everything you asked as well! I hope you enjoy! Thank you for the request! @broke-art-girl 💞💞
Rescuing The Prince🍂🎃
Caregiver! Eddie Munson & Little! Steve Harrington
Tags- an accident, hurt/comfort, cuddles, forehead kisses, crying, comfort, overstimulation, happy ending, pacifier, cellphones in the 80s…sorry
Steve had been regression for years…but he never realized he was. Years of his life spent hiding his stuff animals till the night time so he could cuddle them, finding himself waking up with his thumb in his mouth, always playing with toys he found, slipping into a younger frame of mind.
It’s never happened at school, never infront of anyone else. But after a stressful day of finals, some arguments with Billy and others, Steve started regressing before he even made it to his car in the school parking lot.
Immediately Robin and Eddie stopped him from driving, seeing that something was wrong. Robin could understand what was happening but Eddie immediately did.
Eddie knew about regression and the signs of it. He swooped in and took Steve back to his trailer to be taken care of while he regressed. The next day the two talked and Eddie explained regression to Steve. It was as if someone had opened the shade to a dark house.
It was after that day that Eddie became his go to Caregiver whenever he regressed, feeling safe and comfortable around the heavy metal D&D player. And Eddie couldn’t get enough of his cuddle bug Little.
~~~
Steve sunk back into his seat, taking a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. The fall rush of customers had overstimulated the heck out of him today, and with it created a growing need for regression.
The ice cream parlor was nothing but busy. Usually in the fall there were less customers, I mean who wants ice cream when it’s cold outside?
But the owners thought it would be a great idea to add pumpkin spice to their menu. Let’s just say everyone was running to the ice cream parlor to get a taste of the new flavor.
He held his shaking hands, trying to stop the trembling, trying to stop the tears starting to build in his eyes.
He would be okay, he kept telling himself, he just needed to get home. I mean it couldn’t get any worse than that in there.
Shoving the keys into the ignition, he pulled out of that parking lot and got the hell out of there.
He drove down the tree arched road. Fall leaves falling from the sky, all in different shades of red, yellow and orange. The radio played in the background softly as Steve navigated his way through Hawkins.
He would be okay…he would-…….why does it smell like burnt toast?
Suddenly his car started to jerk forward and putter on the road. He quickly pulled into the side of the just in time before the car died all together.
Steve sat there, in utter disbelief and shock. He tried turning his car back on but the ignition wouldn’t start. It just puttered then died again. He tried it two more times before he gave up.
And from his shock and disbelief, came anger. He slammed his hands on the wheel and said every curse word in the book to his car.
It was a release, a release of emotions from an overwhelming day. He started to cry as regression started to take hold. How would he get home? Was his car even savable? What was he going to do?
He grabbed his phone with a shaking hand. The tears in his eyes started made it hard to find his contacts.
His thumb hovered above Robin’s phone number. She was still at the ice cream parlor but he knew she would come and pick him up, she would take him home.
But that’s not exactly everything he wanted, was it? No. He wanted to be comforted, he wanted to be held, cuddled and told everything was going to be okay.
He wanted his Caregiver….he wanted Eddie.
He clicked on his name and waited anxiously as the phone rang, then rang, then-
“Stevie! How was work today?” Eddie’s cheerful voice rang through the phone.
Steve couldn’t even form words hearing Eddie. He just started crying, sobbing on the phone while trying to tell Eddie what was going on but it came as bits and pieces.
“Wowowowow. Bud, you gotta take a deep breath, okay? Come on, take a deep breath with me. In.” Eddie took a deep breath, and Steve followed.
“And out.” Steve followed his instructions again.
They repeat the action twice until Steve isn’t sobbing anymore.
“Feel better?”
“No.” Steve replied with a voice that told Eddie he was pouting without having to see him.
“Alright, well you sound calmer. That’s progress isn’t it Prince?”
Steve couldn’t stop the small smile on his face. But he still begrudgingly added a “…yeah…”
“So what happened?”
“My job sucks! Everyone was so mean today and it was so loud and everything was too much. And…And I wanted to go home and my car…I think it broke and I have no way to go home and now I-.”
“Stevie, Stevie, it’s okay, I understand now,” Eddie quickly stopped him from going right back to getting upset. “It’s been a long day, a long overwhelming day for you.”
Steve sniffled, rubbing his nose with his sweater sleeve. “Yeah…”
“Where are you at? I’m coming to pick you up.” He could hear Eddie shuffling around in his trailer.
“I don’t know.” He looked around outside. “I’m close to the corner of Washington but I’m stuck on Palmer. I’m right after the old movie theater.”
“Perfect. Thank you for telling me. Alright, I’ll be there to save you as fast as humanly possible. Wait for me my little Prince!” Eddie said overly dramatic to cheer him up.
And it did for a second, until Steve felt a twinge from his bladder, he whined holding the phone tighter. “Hurry please.”
“I’ll promise I’ll be there soon. Stay close to your car and don’t wonder off okay? Love you Bubs, be there soon.”
“Love you too Dadee.” Steve sighs as he hangs up the phone. He would be there soon, Eddie’s trailer wasn’t too far from where he was.
He squirms in his seat as he waits inside his car. Eddie told him to stay next to it, and he wanted to be good, after all he was coming to save him. But after a couple more minutes he realized his situation was a lot more dire than he thought.
He should’ve gone when he was at the ice cream parlor, but he was so set on getting out of there the moment he was off work that he didn’t think. He just wanted to be away from the people, from the noise.
Now he was crossing his legs and hoping it would just go away. He looked around, the old movie theater was really the only place he was around. There were no stores on Palmer for at least another block. And it wasn’t like he could just go outside on was the busy street.
Tears started to fall again as he realized his battle was one he was slowly losing. Eventually his pants started to get more and more warm as his body let go, having an accident in his car and in his pants.
This day could and has gotten even worse. He covered his face, crying into his hands as his pants got darker with wetness. He wanted to disappear, he wanted today to be over.
After a couple of minutes was a tap at his window that brought him out of his crying, “You’re under arrest. No Little as cute as you is allowed to have a bad day. Come out with your hands up.”
Steve turned and met his eyes with Eddie’s. “Dadee wait-.”
Before he had a chance to stop him or explain, the door was ripped opened and his wet pants and accident were on full display for Eddie.
Steve rarely had accidents, and when he did it was usually from a nightmare in the middle of the night. This…this was the first time during the day.
“Oh Bubs…” Eddie looked to Steve sympathetically. “What happened?”
“I didn’t…I tried to hold it…I didn’t know I…” he tried to say between sobs.
“Awwww, it’s okay bubs, I’ve got you, I’m here now. We’ll take care of this.” Eddie pulled Steve into a small hug, rubbing his back with one hand and cupping the back of his head with the other.
They stayed like that for a while, just holding each other.
Eventually Eddie broke apart, realizing he needed to focus on getting Steve out of here and cleaned up. He broke apart the hug, ending it with a small kiss to his temple. “There we are, no more tears pretty boy.” He leaned forward and wiped the last of his tears away.
“Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re going to go back to my trailer, get you cleaned up and then the two of us are going to relax the rest of the day. How does that sound?”
“W-What about my car?”
“We’ll worry about this tomorrow. Right now as your knight in shining armor my biggest priority is my little prince. Come on, let’s go home.” He held his hand out for him.
Steve took it immediately, stepping out of his car and looking down at his soaked pants. He started to whine as tears brimmed his eyes.
“It’s okay, accidents happen to the best of us. You’re okay Stevie. Just a little accident.”
“I’m still big?” Steve asked with the littlest voice.
“Of course you are. But even big boy can have accidents. Don’t make you any less than you are. Accidents happen to everyone.” Eddie reassured.
They start walking Eddie leads him back to his van.
“But I’m gonna make your seats gross…”
“No you won’t.”
“Yes I will, don’t want to dirty your van up…”
“I’m telling you this van has seen much worse.” He opens the door for him, “It’s fine Bubs, really.”
Steve hesitates for a moment, looking back to Eddie who gives him a reassuring nod. He climbs in and takes a seat in the passenger seat.
He goes to grab his seatbelt but Eddie grabs it for him, buckling him up, “Safety first. Can’t have my little Prince get hurt on the way home.” He smile back to him, patting his shoulder before he closes the door.
He gets into his seat and grabs his bag from the back. “Alright let’s get you settled and then we’ll be on our way.”
He digs through his bag before stopping and grabbing a black pacifier from its case, specifically Steve’s favorite paci. “Here bubs, this will help relax you.” Eddie hands it to him.
Steve plays with it for a minute before he puts it in his mouth and instantly relaxes. There’s something so soothing about it that just brings him back down.
“There we go, starting to feel better already.” Eddie smiles.
“Now I couldn’t find Mr. or even Mrs. Bear before I came here. I think they’re hiding extra good in my trailer. But I have a substitute.”
He leans back and grabbed his oversized hoodie from the back of the van. Steve reaches for it greedy. He brings it to his nose nose and inhale the scent that’s so clearly Eddie.
He brings is close, wrapping it around him, hugging it close. It was as if the world started to melt away.
Eddie smiles, buckling himself up and starting his van. “There we go. All settled?” He asked getting a small nod from the Little.
“Good, let’s go home.” Eddie put his van in drive and the two started to head back to the trailer.
~~~
Cleaned up and dressed in his favorite Scooby-Doo shirt, Steve and Eddie settled on the couch, watching the show together.
While it wasn’t the greatest idea to give a kid a ton of candy, in this case a regressed Little, Eddie felt after a long rough day a bit of their saved Halloween candy couldn’t hurt.
So there they were, Eddie’s arm wrapped around Steve. Steve watching the show carefully, face full of chocolate, cuddle close to Eddie, with the wrappers piled up on the coffee table while Scooby-Doo played on the tv.
The perfect way to end a horrible day.
“I think it’s the uncle.” Steve broke the silence, his eyes never leaving the tv.
“What? It can’t be him.”
“Yes it can! We haven’t seen him whenever the monster is around!”
“So?” Eddie smirked, knowing it was probably the uncle, but playing along as clueless.
“SO, that makes him suspicious!”
The cartoon plays on and sure enough…
“AHA! SEE!! I said it was him! I said it was!!”
“Wow! Look at you bub! So smart! I had no idea!!” Eddie smiles ruffling his hair.
Steve relaxes back against Eddie as the next cartoon begins to play.
“Maybe we should go as Scooby-Doo characters for Halloween?”
“Really? Who would I be?”
“Shaggy? And I’d be Fred because I’m pretty.” Steve giggles.
“I’m not going to be Shaggy but…” Eddie laughs, “Maybe I’ll be the vampire that chases the gang around.”
“No! Vampire!” Steve jumps up from the couch and starts running giggling all the way.
“Oh no! I’m coming to get you Fred!” Eddie holds his arms up and starts hissing, running after his Little Prince.
(inspired by the fact i saw a comment about how the older classification au's for agere had pheromones as well. steve definitely has a sweet scent like strawberry scented baby powder when he's little. we should make this a thing again) baby!steve being brought to a hellfire campaign because he's too little to be left alone and eddie can't cancel the campaign so steve remains perched on his dada's lap the entire time. while eddie is running through the campaign, steve is playing with some of his toys or eating a small snack (obviously giving some to eddie and to bubba dustin since sharing is caring). As the campaign draws closer to an end, steve starts letting off a sleepy scent of baby powder and nyquil. Eddie can't help but coo at him "almost done sweetheart, go cuddle with bubba while daddy cleans up" and hands steve to dustin. dustin does that confused panic thing before settling on the floor with steve and both of them end up falling asleep together because of that baby nyquil. eddie snaps a quick picture of his two favorite people and takes them back to steves house for a sleepover (while mike and lucas tease dustin for becoming the babysitter and the others make fun of eddie for being so whipped for steve). they end up in a heap in steves bed with baby!steve dressed up in a bat onesie and paci all bundled up in the middle
Hi!!! Loved your babyheadspace Nancy post! Could you make headcanons for baby Nancy and older brother regressed little Eddie?
ੈ✩‧₊˚ Older brother Eddie + babyspace Nancy headcanons !!
{ notes - hihi anon, thank you that means a lot they were a ton of fun to write!! these ones were tricky and slightly rushed so i apologise in advance but their dynamic is super cool to think about and not one i usually think about !! }
. this duo isn’t one that happens a lot, but not because they dont get along !! they just both have other people who they gravitate towards more.
. At first Nancy’s a bit nervous around Eddie, he’s loud (especially when he’s small) and new to her regressed headspace, so at first she kind of just, observes?
. Eddie doesn’t mind, once he realises he’ll make sure when he plays with his little toy figures he speaks loud enough for her to hear and be able to join in if she ever wanted too !!
. Nancy wasn’t huge on playing with his dragons and the slightly scary monster figures he plays with, until he asks if her princess doll needed a dragon to protect her castle, they end up playing lots of princess and dragon related games.
. They very much are opposites when they come to regressing, Nancy doesn’t speak very much, especially not when she’s in her youngest headspace, but Eddie’s really good at reading body language so is able to communicate with her and give her what she needs without words !!
. Eddie’s very good with gentle hands, after spending so long painting tiny figures he knows how to be gentle with his toys, which he also puts into practice when dealing with Nancy. She isn’t like any other of his play mates, who like to wrestle or run around playing in the dirt, instead liking to watch Eddie reenact stories or something calmer.
. They both really like their stuffies, and they’ll both collect baby clothes or fun fabrics so when they regress together or have a play date they can dress up their stuffies together !!
. Eddie also customises most of Nancy’s things !! decorating her Pacis whilst she watches, or helps on days where she has more energy.
. With him having to do a lot of stuff for himself when he was a kid, he’s quite independent and capable when regressed, so when Nancy needs some juice, he can put it in her sippy, when she needs a nap, he can get them both settled down easily.
. Nancy is a giggly baby when she regresses, and Eddie is always pulling funny faces to make her laugh. But Eddie is very bouncy and high energy, and even him getting exited about something or bouncing around absentmindedly is enough to make her giggle.
. Eddie is a huge fan of physical touch when regressed, and Nancy appreciates the weight when she gets overwhelmed, but holding hands is super reassuring for both of them !!
I have had a lot of evil people say to me that nothing taste as good as skinny feels and every time im like no im pretty sure food tastes really super good actually
ok I know everyone’s considered Ryland grace wearing an “I put the ace in space” t shirt but. have we considered the infinitely funnier option of putting this shirt on eva stratt
one of the "these can and should coexist" things to me is "there are numerous fat people who eat healthy and exercise and could beat the average skinny person in a hike" and "fat people who are fat and arent athletic and dont eat super healthy and do get winded walking up hills also are apart of fat liberation and deserve love too"
both of these are true and both deserve love and to be able to be accepted and get proper healthcare
one day grace hurts his right hand somehow and he's all upset bc he's like gosh dang it now i have to do everything left-handed. and rocky's like ?????still have other hand?? and grace explains the idea of dominant hands and rocky is like. you only have two hands. the FUCK do you mean only one of them can do anything
