HarringtonsGirl

Allie she/her 25 Steddie brain rot has settled in. Fruity four. King of Dreams.

[steveshairychest]

Nancy sees how nervous Robin is about wearing a suit to prom so, without saying anything to Robin, Nancy knocks on Robin's front door on prom night in a suit. She'd already seen the one Robin picked out so it was easy to find something that matched and it was all worth it for the way Robin stood in her doorway in shock for a solid 5 minutes, just taking in the sight of Nancy in a suit.

[punkzcakes]

"You okay sweetheart? You're shaking like a leaf."

"Shut up."

Steve might know what he wants now but that doesn't mean he isn't allowed to be a bit nervous at first

[strawberryspence]

Eddie Munson first falls in love with the water at the age of seven. On his seventh birthday, his Mom and Dad drives him to California. It was one of the few times he remembers being happy with his family. His father stole an RV, just for them. His mother wasn’t really happy with it, but had to let it go when Eddie lights up at the news of a road trip to California. He remembers seeing the beach, the feeling of the sand on his feet, the blueness of the Pacific Ocean and the warmth of the water against his skin. In his room, one of the few items he packed when finally ran away from home, is a small seashell. It’s small enough to hold with your fingertips. On bad days, Eddie holds it near his ear and tries to hear the soft whisper of the ocean.

Eddie Munson is thirteen when he starts hiding behind the bleachers to watch a boy swim. He knows he’s gay, has known since the age of nine that he doesn’t feel what the other boys feel for girls. Eddie finds the swimming stands by accident, he just wanted to find a smoking spot when he finds a screaming crowd. It’s nothing like the ocean, no sound of waves crashing against the shore, the blueness only reflects with the light. A boy swims, he swims like he was born to be in the water. When he comes out of the water, he shines against the sun, golden hair wet and smile bright. Eddie falls in love. Eddie Munson’s first love is the ocean, second is Steve Harrington.

Eddie Munson is seventeen when he learns how the water can be used as a cruelty. Wayne drives the both of them to help look for this boy, just a small boy, lost in the woods. Wayne tells him that if he sees a mother, looking for her son, don’t look away, don’t glare, don’t give her pitiful looks. Give her a gentle smile, a helping hand. They trek the woods, a few times for the next few days. Eddie will never forget that day, Wayne was driving them back to the trailer when they see flashing red and blue lights just below the quarry. They both stop, looking over the edge of the man-made water, watching as Chief Hopper pull Will Byers’ body out of the water. Only then did Eddie realized how dark and menacing the water could be at night.

Eddie Munson is twenty when he starts hating the water. He’s in a boat, again, after having the worst three days of his life. Steve Harrington is more grown now, Eddie’s not entirely in love with him anymore, not when he spent a few years in high school with a group that bullied Eddie. But he doesn’t deny the way his heart beats out of his chest when Steve dives into the water, because he was born to do so, always meant to be in the water. He doesn’t know why Robin and Nancy are scared, Steve can do this, he belongs in the water. He watches as Steve lunges, breaks the barrier, and a split second of relief before Steve gets dragged down. Eddie follows the girls down the water. It’s cold and dark and it pulls him into the mouth of hell.

Eddie Munson is twenty-one and he hasn’t been in the water in almost a year. He knows, the golden boy with the the heart of gold, the boy he knew who was born to be in the water, hasn’t been in a pool just as long. Eddie understands, after the night at Lover’s Lake and after learning that Barb died in the pool. He watches the kids, splashing water around and playing games. He finds Will, laughing and smiling as he floats in the water and Eddie forces himself to remember this moment and not his fake body floating around the Quarry. Steve’s fixing the snacks with Nancy and Robin’s reading a book beside him, her head on his shoulders.

The kids have been bugging him to get in the pool, but Eddie has been dodging their requests for almost a year now. It’s suspiciously quiet for a moment and before Eddie can understand what’s happening the girls are counting down as the boys hold him by the shoulder and by the feet and throw him in the water. He hears a stream of screaming before the water hits his ears, and it swallows him whole. It’s nothing like the soft and warm embrace of the ocean. It’s cold and dark and suddenly it’s pulling him back into the mouth of hell. He wants to swim up, he needs to swim up, but he sees the vines pulling him and tries to fight it, trash against it. It doesn’t budge, so he let’s himself be pulled in.

Steve Harrington hasn’t been in the water in 11 months, 24 days, and 8 hours. But at that moment, every thought and fear in his body vanishes when he sees Eddie sinking into the pool, fighting the water before letting it swallow him whole. Steve dives so fast, he forgets how much he’s hated the coldness of the pool. But Eddie’s down there, and no place with Eddie in it will ever be dark. Eddie’s eyes are closed, as he scoops him in his arms, swimming back to the surface and immediately laying him down on the poolside.

“Move!” Steve shouts, and the kids are so surprised that they pave a way for him, they’ve never seen Steve this mad at them. He gives Eddie CPR and suddenly, he’s back in the Upside Down. His hands are red with blood, Dustin’s begging him to help Eddie, Robin’s cradling Dustin as Nancy tries to stop the bleeding. He does the same prayer as he pumps at Eddie’s chest, please let him live please let him live please let hi— Eddie coughs water. The kids collectively sigh as Robin and Nancy both wrap them in towels. But in the chaos, Steve just cries, trying to remember how to breathe again because they’re in his backyard, not in the Upside Down. Eddie’s okay. Eddie’s okay. He’s not bleeding and in the cusp of dying.

“Oh, love. I am okay. I am okay. I am okay.” Eddie holds him, wincing at the pain in his chest, but still holds him in his arms. Eddie glares at the kids, looking up to Robin and Nancy to gesture for them to go in the house and leave them. When it’s finally just them, Eddie pulls away, wiping at Steve’s cheeks and cupping his jaw. Eddie preens at the fact that Steve doesn’t pull away.

“Hey, you good?” Steve laughs at the question, “I should be asking you that.” Eddie chuckles at the sound of his laugh.

“I am okay. I’ll live. How about you? You haven’t swam in a while and you gave me another CPR. I am sorry.” Steve shakes his head.

“Don’t say sorry. I’ll do it all again for you.”

Eddie does what he’s always wanted do since the age of thirteen. He kisses Steve for the first time, and it’s like falling in love with the water all over again. He remembers the light, the blue, the warmth. It's like being seven again and wiggling his toes in the sand for the first time.

Eddie Munson is twenty-seven when he gets married. Not legally, but married in the eyes of their family. Steve’s laughing with the kids as they play chicken, the water splashing around. Eddie lets himself enjoy the sand beneath his feet, the sound of the water crashing against the shore, the sounds of Robin and Argyle arguing about the snacks and the kids laughing.

“Eds!” Eddie looks up from his book.

Steve is calling him from the water, golden hair wet and smile bright, “Come in the water! It’s warm!”

Eddie smiles back at him, slipping a bookmark between the pages before running to Steve’s arms, making both of them fall into the water. There’s no fear, not when he’s in the arms of his husband, the boy who was born to be in the water. It’s warm and soft and it’s home.

Eddie will always come back to the water, always waiting for it, always watching it, will always love it.

Because Eddie Munson is the shore, and Steve Harrington is the ocean.

"Because there is nothing more beautiful than the way the [shore] refuses to stop kissing the [ocean] no matter how many times it [had went] away." — Sarah Kay

[rainbow-nerdss]

Eddie came out to Steve and Robin shortly after he got out of hospital. Robin came out to him first, and she made it clear Steve was accepting of her.

Eddie still worried though, because he knew guys could be just fine with lesbians but still get on the defensive when it came to gay guys existing around them He didn't want to believe that of Steve, not after everything they'd been through together, but he couldn't be sure all the same.

When he did finally manage to get the words out, he tried to sound casual, like it was no big deal, but of course he failed. In a lull in the conversation, Steve still mid-laugh from the last thing Robin said, Eddie just blurted it out. "I'm gay."

Just that. Those two words. Robin sat upright and yelled at him, something along the lines of "Why didn't you tell me before?" but Eddie wass too busy looking at Steve's reaction to answer her.

He watched as Steve's face fell, as the sparkle in his eyes dulled and his brows pulled together. Eddie felt his heart break a little, braced himself for rejection.

"Relax, man," he added, heart racing, saying anything he could think of to make Steve act normal about this. "Don't get your panties in a twist, Harrington. Just because I like guys doesn't mean I'm gonna turn around and hit on you, no offense but you're not my type."

It was a fucking lie, of course. At least partially. Because Steve wasn't Eddie's usual type, but that had stopped mattering the moment Eddie watched him bite that bat in half and it mattered even less with every subsequent interaction they had. The truth was, Eddie had it bad for Steve.

Steve took a moment, expression slowly filtering from whatever his initial reaction had been to something more supportive.

"Gee, thanks," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Good to know." Eddie sighed with relief. Steve reached out and rested a hand on Eddie's shoulder and Eddie did his best not to lean into the touch.

And they don't mention it again.

---

Steve had been trying to work up the courage to ask Eddie out for months. Every time Eddie bumped shoulders with him while they walked, every time he heard the sound of Eddie's guitar through an open window before he knocked on the door, every time they were alone together and Eddie was gesturing wildly talking about something Steve knew nothing about, Steve wanted to kiss him.

It was almost background noise after a while, but when Robin made it clear Eddie knew about her, that he was cool with it, that he'd been supportive, the feeling had exploded into something more.

Steve was embarrassed to say he was probaby just one of Eddie's blinding grins in his direction away from finding a notebook for the express purpose of scribbling the words Steve Munson, SH❤️EM all over the margins.

Maybe he could ask Eddie out, and maybe he wouldn't cut Steve off immediately, but there was a big difference between a girl coming out to you and some guy hitting on you directly, so Steve was waiting for the right time, when he could beat a hasty retreat and maintain some dignity if it went bad.

And then Eddie came out.

Steve felt himself freeze, hope fizzing in his chest as he tried his best not to look too giddy with excitement at the idea. He'd barely processed the words when Eddie said the rest.

No offense, but you're not my type

The hope which had previously started to blossom shrivelled up and died, while Steve stumbled through what he hoped was a supportive response. He wanted to make it clear that Eddie had nothing to fear from him, even while his heart broke.

Eddie liked guys.

Eddie just didn't like him.

Steve had been rejected before, but it had never stung like this.

[rainbow-nerdss]

Steve tried his best to act normal around Eddie, after. He really did. It was just difficult, when every moment they spent together had Steve's mind racing.

It had been one thing when he'd assumed Eddie was straight, but now, knowing he could have had a chance but Eddie just wasn't interested... It was so much worse. Steve couldn't stop thinking about it. He was jealous of someone who might not even exist, this man who was Eddie's type, who wasn't Steve.

Every time they hung out, it echoed like a drumbeat in his mind.

You're not my type.

Who was Eddie's type? Probably some nerdy guy, a fellow metalhead, maybe. Someone smart, funny, someone who knew what he wanted in life and went after it -- Everything Steve wasn't.

He knew it wasn't fair -- Eddie had been right, just because he's interested in guys didn't mean he'd automatically be into Steve. God knows Steve wasn't into every guy he met.

Steve was over at Eddie's, just the two of them, and Eddie was rolling a joint while Steve stared at his hands. He'd seen them do this dozens of times, seen them play over the strings of a guitar, play with his hair, paint tiny details on figurines for the kids' dungeons and dragons campaigns.

Steve wondered what they'd feel like against his skin, calloused fingertips and clever movements.

"Dude. What's up with you lately?"

Steve was jerked back to the present by Eddie's voice, and he realised he'd been staring long enough that Eddie was done rolling.

"Shit, sorry. Zoned out."

"Are you sure?" Eddie asked. "Because honestly it feels like you've been weird with me for days, ever since I--" Eddie clenched his jaw and turned away. "Look, I know it's a big deal, and I get it if you need time to... to adjust or whatever, but I promise I--"

Steve felt his chest constrict, and he couldn't take it, couldn't hear Eddie reject him again. "Please don't say it again."

Eddie looked back at him. "Say what again? That I'm gay? Jesus Christ, you--"

"No, not that!" Steve wanted to rip his hair out. This wasn't supposed to go like this. Steve dropped his head into his hands and tried to reassure Eddie that it's not what it seemed. "Look, Eddie. It's fine, I promise it's fine, this is my own shit. Not my first time being rejected, I just need a little time before things are normal again."

"Rejected?" Eddie asked. Steve froze. "Who rejected you?"

"I-- I didn't mean," Steve stammered. "It's nothing, sorry. I shouldn't have--"

"Stevie." Eddie's voice was soft, and Steve met his eyes. Eddie was looking at him with an odd expression, brows furrowed, eyes searching. "I need you to tell me what you mean. Exactly why you've been acting weird."

Steve swallowed thickly. He did need to say it, and he knew Eddie would never judge him for it. It might make things weird in the moment, but if he'd never told Robin how he felt in that bathroom they probably wouldn't have become such close friends as they are now. Maybe things would be the same with Eddie. He stares at a point on the coffee table where the wood was slightly burnt from a joint or smoke missing the ashtray at some unknown point in the past.

"Look, Eddie. The thing is, first of all, I'm not straight." He spared a glance at Eddie, saw his eyes widen a fragment -- almost imperceptibly, but Steve saw it. He looked back at the table, noting the exact size and shape of the burn mark.

"I don't know exactly what I am, but I'm not straight. I like guys too, I like... I really like you, Eds. I have for a fucking while now, and I was planning on telling you, but then after you came out, you made it pretty clear I still didn't have a chance, so I--" Steve felt Eddie's hand on his shoulder, and it's only then that he realised he'd been shaking a little.

"Are you being serious right now?" Eddie asked. Steve didn't answer, just looked up to meet his eyes, and he knew the truth was written all over his face from the way Eddie's hand tightened on his shoulder.

"Jesus, Stevie. I'm so fucking sorry."

Steve furrowed his brow. "It's not your--"

"Shut up, no it absolutely is my fault, because it was a fucking lie. Bare faced fucking whopper, Steve."

"You... You're not gay? Why would--?"

Eddie laughed. "Fucking-- No, not that part. I'm very fucking gay, but I'm also crazy about you. I just didn't want to make you uncomfortable, because I didn't know how you'd react and I--"

"You like me?" Steve interrupted to clarify, sure he'd misunderstood something here.

"head over fucking heels, babe."

Steve almost forgot how to breathe. Eddie liked him. Eddie called him babe and it sent a thrill right down his spine.

"Holy shit." Steve felt a laugh bubble out of him, face splitting into a grin right alongside Eddie's. "You like me. You like me, Munson. Holy shit! Wait, does this mean I can kiss you?"

Eddie's smile was wide and bright, his eyes sparkling at Steve's excitement, and he nodded. Steve relished in the surprised little sound that escaped Eddie's mouth when Steve all but threw himself across the couch to press their lips together.

Eddie's fingers ran through Steve's hair as they made out there on the couch, and they were just as good as Steve imagined they'd be.

[deathshands]

“That play reminds us of what the right decision is”

[alliemunsonsstuff]

This is incredible.

[paramass]

[x]

[eteruca]

[alliemunsonsstuff]

#cuteness love how happy he is a total kid at heart

[famousrecord]

[alliemunsonsstuff]

Why are they so perfect and absolutely addictive to listen too?

[deathofbachelor]

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[oneanddun]

April 8, 2013 || Scranton, PA @ FUZZ 92.1

[vintagewoe]

The Signs as Blurryface Songs

Aries - heavydirtysoul

Taurus - Not Today

Gemini - Fairly Local

Cancer - Goner

Leo - We Don’t Believe What’s On TV

Virgo - Stressed Out

Libra - Hometown

Scorpio - Ride

Sagittarius - Doubt

Capricorn - Polarize

Aquarius - Lane Boy

Pisces - Tear in My Heart

[alliemunsonsstuff]

Goner ♋

[stillstreetjosh]

House of Gold // Twenty One Pilots

[alliemunsonsstuff]

him: are you okay?

me: i'm fine

me (on the inside): i just really need to know if the verse "out of student loans and treehouse homes we all would take the latter" from the hit single stressed out was an intentional play on words by tyler joseph and he meant it as both "latter" as in the last thing he said and also "ladder" as in the ladder leading up to said tree house or if im just making it up in my head and he didn't mean it i feel like it was really intentional just from knowing his lyrical style but perhaps it wasn't i just need this question answered or im going to go through my entire life conflicted and unsatisfied

[ashtonbangme-deactivated2015081]

5 Seconds Of Summer - She Looks So Perfect

[allaboutjulie]

[irishsub-deactivated20130602]

she is such a great lady.

[slutty-satan]

*cries with utter joy*

[cumberbabegonehiddlestoned]

SHE DID IT THE EXACT SAME WAY WHAT

[beckett-luvs-her-goober]

Let’s be honest, Julie Andrews is Tumblr’s official cool grandma

[mechanicsofaheart1-archive]

Forever reblog

[wantly]

julie is such a legend

[stylinyum-blog]

[dancest]

[dankickedphilsstickz-deactivate]

"oh, phil"

[rottingbeloved-deactivated20181]

forever reblog..