hi im sara, i make jokes when im uncomfortable . part of many fandoms: gilmore girls, friends, stranger things, marauders, måneskin. go by her/they pronouns (fellow bisexual here) im into books, jewellery and weird fashion. also part of the weird art community. my favourite ships include steddie, ronance, byler, drarry, wolfstar and jegulus. oh and they weren't on a break.
I'm sorry, but someone who destroys your mental health cannot be the love of your life. Love should make you feel safe, supported, and respected. If being with someone constantly causes stress, anxiety, or doubt, that isn't love; it's harmful. No matter how much you care for them, staying with someone who hurts you mentally is not healthy, and it's not what real love should feel like.
Robin loves Steve in a completely platonic our-souls-were-fused-together-in-an-underground-Russian-torture-bunker kind of way.
She really does but she wishes this man had more self-awareness of who he is and why exactly he can't just - "drop you off. Its raining and I'm already here, Robin. It's not adding to my commute if I let you out at the door."
"That's not the issue."
"Oh, so you don't care about the gas I’m wasting picking you up for school?"
She gives him a flat look, "No."
"Ungrateful youth."
"Okay, Grandpa," She cracks a smile. "It's not that I think you'd mind. It's that everyone else will mind."
Steve raises an eyebrow, "Why would anyone care that you get dropped off??"
"No one cares that -they'll care who is dropping me off?"
Steve is silent for a second - contemplating and also merging into the drop off lane - and then he asks, "Literally why would anyone care about that?"
"Because you're you??!"
"I’m me," He nods slowly. "Your coworker. Your friend. I’m not seeing the problem?"
"Steve 'The Hair' Harrington-"
"Hate that nickname."
"-starts dropping off a nobody girl from band and you think that's not going to disrupt the high school ecosystem? People will think we're dating."
"I don't even go to this school anymore??" Steve says. "Rob, I love you. Tectonically, or whatever. But no one is paying that much attention to other people."
"They are," She insists, "To you."
Steve shrugs.
He then reaches across her and pushes open the passenger side door because, "- oh look at that. The front door. Of the school. Where I’m dropping you off and, gasp. The world didn't explode."
Robin gives him a very flat look, "Don't say gasp."
He grins.
She grabs her backpack and her trumpet case, and tells him, "You're the worst."
"Feeling like the best right now."
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
Robin doesn't even make it to her locker before being asked if Steve Harrington is her boyfriend.
wolfstar sharing their showers when they get their first apartment to “save water” — to which everyone rolls their eyes — but then they actually end up cutting their water bill by like half
then just start sharing everything they possibly can for “economic purposes”
Steve and Eddie are fed up with people interfering in their love lives, so they pretend to be together to get some peace and quiet. And then they fall in love.
Eddie was in the entry way and he can see Steve in the kitchen and he’s crying. He’s facing away from Eddie, heating something up on the stove, and he’s crying. Eddie can hear him sniffling. He can see the way his shoulders move just slightly and a thousand thoughts rush through Eddie’s mind.
Robin’s hurt. No. Steve wouldn’t be here if she was hurt. When she scraped her knee falling off of her bike, Steve was by her side all afternoon.
His parents called. It wouldn’t make sense. Steve never left their phone number after their move.
He’s failed a class. Again, wouldn’t make sense. Steve was on top of his grades, making sure he wasn’t forgetting any tests or projects. He was taking college seriously.
Eddie’s fucked up.
This is the only logical answer.
Eddie made Steve upset … Just how?
This morning’s events ran through his head. Steve got up for a run, showered, woke Eddie up (fully) with some kisses. They messed around. Then Eddie went off to work.
Did he kiss Steve before he left?
Surely he did. He’d never forget.
Did he forget to tell Steve he loved him? Never in a million years. He tells him that every time he leaves the room.
Did he forget an event?
It’s not Steve’s birthday. That’s in the summer.
It’s not their anniversary … is it?
Shit.
Is it the anniversary when Steve first asked Eddie out?
Or the anniversary of the day when Eddie realized they’ve been dating (for two months!)?
Or the anniversary of moving in together?
Or the first time they said “I love you” to each other?
Shit. Was it the first time they’ve fucked?
Somehow Steve keeps all these dates in his head and Eddie can barely keep track of them.
Whatever date it was: Eddie forgot to tell Steve happy anniversary this morning.
Shit.
He should get flowers.
He turned on his heel — his boots squeaking on the linoleum floor.
“Oh, hi Eddie!” Steve greeted with a sniff.
Eddie turned to look at Steve and it’s worse than he thought. Steve’s eyes were so watery, a slight red. He had to been crying all day.
“I made supper,” Steve said. “Should be done here soon.”
“I’m so sorry, baby,” Eddie said, rushing over to Steve. He took Steve’s face in his hands, wiping away any loose tears. “I’m so sorry that I forgot.”
Steve furrowed his brow. “Forgot what?”
“I —“ Eddie trailed off. He couldn’t think of what made today so special. “I don’t know what today is.”
“Friday?” Steve asked confused.
“No, I mean, yes,” Eddie said. “I just meant — I’m sorry. For whatever I did. I hate to see you cry.”
“That’s not what you said last night,” Steve rolled his eyes, turning back to the meat sauce.
“I still need to bake the lasagna, so you have plenty of time to shower,” Steve sniffled, wiping at his eye. “Will you take the trash out? That onion is still killing me.”
“Onion?” Eddie asked, his eyes darted to the trash can.
“It’s so strong,” Steve laughed. “It’s been bothering me since I started.”
“Of course,” Eddie laughed. He gathered the trash and pressed a quick kiss to Steve’s cheek. “I love you.”
Eddie couldn’t help but laugh as this day will forever be remembered as day he thought he fucked up.
Modern AU where Eddie rides a little viral moment into a music career, becomes one of the biggest acts in music...and now he's being trolled online.
There is a guy across social media platforms who comments under everything Eddie posts with a little 'Eddie Munson Fun Fact.'
It's very annoying because these facts range between mundane to embarrassing, and they're all true. This is clearly someone who is from Hawkins and went to school with him but Eddie has no idea who it could be.
Their profile picture is a poorly made ice cream cone and all their non-Eddie related posts are about StarCourt Mall conspiracies.
He'll post a little thank you to the fans or give updates on show dates, and without fail, Ice Cream Guy is there like, Fun Fact: Eddie Munson is a three time senior.
Fun Fact: Eddie Munson fell off a cafeteria table into a trash can once.
Fun Fact: Eddie Munson is a String. Cheese. Hater.
This guy is trying to get him canceled by Big Cheese.
Eddie's label hates him but his fans like him so Eddie kinda just deals with it because the engagement is good.
And then Eddie comes out.
He lets the whole world know he likes men and Ice Cream Guy is the first to comment under the post like, Fun Fact: I knew it.
Followed by: Fun Fact: Eddie Munson has a crush on me.
Eddie comments back: Prove it
Ice Cream Guy replies: Fun Fact: Ask me on a date first, freak
Eddie replies: How would I know it's you if I don't know who you are??
Ice Cream Guy says: You'll know.
Eddie's fan eat this up. They start bringing ice cream to his shows. They start making ice cream themed fan merch. They're drawing NSFW fan art of Eddie with a sentient ice cream cone.
Nothing really comes from this interaction and hype died down until one day, Eddie posts a photo of him and Steve 'The Hair' Harrington with the caption, Fun Fact: He was right.
#Steve's username is something like Sc00psYaB10#and enough time has past that Eddie doesn't connect it to Scoops Ahoy or the summer he spent lusting over Steve's tiny shorts#he may have got there if Steve's whole profile wasn't shot like: got my ears pierced at the StarCourt Mall Russian Torture Dungeon#and links to petitions to dig up the Russian base under the mall#despite the fact that there is a memorial for the victims of the mall fire in that location#this is a burner account for Steve#he's just bored and likes to be annoying. specifically to Eddie Munson
Steve (Former High School Jock) getting dragged to the local Renaissance Faire by Dustin (Active Geek) and being forced to dress the part. Dustin and Steve spend a full two weeks preparing outfits, with most of that time consisting of Steve groaning and complaining and lamenting over Dustin's dorky ideas for matching costumes.
"No Dustin, I'm not dressing up as a clown so you can be a king. You're insane."
"Not what I said good Sir Steven, I said you'd be the jester. My royal jester. Royal. Jester."
Steve shoots down idea after idea after idea until finally Dustin suggests Steve just be a knight then, and Dustin can be his squire. This is a decent enough compromise, they match, Steve gets to look cool, it all works out. Cue Steve and Dustin having to cobble together costumes in a rush, barely able to track down the stuff they need, but day of the Ren Faire comes and they look surprisingly wonderful.
They arrive, enter the Faire, and to Steve's surprise- it's REALLY fun. They get ale together (well Steve does, Dustin gets non-alcoholic cider), they watch some dancers, they buy trinkets they don't really need, and at last it's time to watch the joust.
Dustin shoves his way to the front of the stands, and begins cheering super loud. He's telling Steve all about jousting, it's history, how it works here, and how he's heard that today's joust in particular is going to be legendary because this joust is going to involve Sir Edward Munson aka The Fighting Bard. Steve finds this moniker stupid as fuck, and tells Dustin so, is actually in the MIDDLE of telling Dustin how stupid 'The Fighting Bard' is as a title when the man in question comes out into the makeshift arena- helmet tucked under his armpit as he waves and smiles at the crowd.
Steve instantly loses track of his own rant, too focused on how attractive this Sir Edward is, and he feels Dustin's eyes staring a hole straight through his head. He's lucky Dustin doesn't directly (and loudly) call him out for immediately falling for said badly named knight with the untamed hair and intensely theatrical demeanor.
Sir Edward lives up to his title of 'The Fighting Bard' by spending a reasonable amount of time hamming it up for the audience, and even as he mounts his horse he won't shut up. He talks in a stupid (read: kinda hot) accent and blows kisses at maidens in the audience and he even asks for a token from a crowd member (receiving a handkerchief from a nearby girl). But at last the battle begins in earnest and Steve finds himself more and more enamored. Especially as Sir Edward claims multiple victories in a row. Once the battles are over the man even does a few victor laps on his horse, looking somehow both cocky and boyishly excited as he takes off his helmet and waves at the crowd.
Dustin has gone back to shouting and cheering, and he must be especially loud or enthusiastic because Sir Edward actually stops in front of them- climbing off his horse- choosing to chat with Dustin as the crowd slowly begins to disperse now that the jousting is over for the day.
Steve is less focused on what Sir Edward is saying, and is instead focused on how he says it. Maybe he's staring. Okay well... he's definitely staring. But Sir Edward is focused on Dustin so let Steve have this brief moment to ogle- okay?
But then Sir Edward is looking at him, pointing directly at him as he asks Dustin something. Steve hones back in on their conversation just in time to hear Dustin groan, "Really? Him?"
Sir Edward doesn't seem put off by Dustin's annoyance however, and looking far too proud of himself he leans over the small fence separating them to wink at Steve and croon, "Don't believe the rumors you've heard about me handsome, the bubonic plague has left all my most important parts intact."
What?
The look Steve gives in response must say it all because Dustin starts laughing his ass off and Sir Edward has the decency to look a bit sheepish now, face flushed red as he stammers out, "Okay that- that wasn't my best one I'll admit- lemme try again-"
Then he takes a deep breath, puffs out his chest and goes, "You wouldn't happen to have a good sheath for mine sword, would you?"
Steve must continue to be giving 'a look' because Dustin's now gasping for air in between laughs and Sir Edward's face is now completely pink, even up to his ears.
"Can I-" Sir Edward now tries, looking increasingly bashful, one of his hands moving to play with his hair, "Can I uh... hose down your doublet?"
Steve just blinks. Dustin literally starts walking away, folding in half as he laughs.
"Uh..." Sir Edward now looks like he wants to run, eyes darting around as if looking for an excuse to get out of this conversation that Steve is not understanding in the slightest, "I joust think you're pretty cute but uh- fuck-" He grimaces, and all the pomp and circumstance of his knight persona seems to fall away, "I'm making an ass of myself right now, right?"
Steve just shrugs, "I mean- maybe?" He gestures vaguely to Dustin, "He liked whatever you said though. I'm not really sure what any of that meant. I don't know what a doublet is. Or the Bubonic Plague. Or like..." Steve makes a vague gesture, "The sheath is the stuff the knights wear right? On their hips? Like a holster for their sword?"
Now it's Sir Edward's turn to get a look on his face, and Steve now finds his own face heating up. Then Sir Edward starts laughing, and Steve finds the sound to be captivating. He kind of wants to hear it more.
"So your squire was right, you really are a fish out of water here."
"Oh yeah," Steve says, "My first time. Not much for the geek stuff myself. Though your jousting was cool. I uh," He gestures to the jousting stick (rod? sword?) leaned against the fence, "I thought you were pretty impressive with your jousting stick."
Sir Edward laughs again, this time softer, a bit more relaxed, "Thanks. I'm glad this humble knight could entertain you so, I saw your outfit and figured I'd have to put on a good show for a fellow knight."
Oh yeah. Steve's in this stupid outfit. No wonder this guy thought he'd get his weird medieval jokes.
They stand there for a few seconds, just processing each other when Sir Edward blurts, "Are you into dudes?"
"What?"
"Dudes. Do you like 'em?"
Steve just nods, not sure where this question came from when Sir Edward keeps talking, "Could I like- take you out then? Get mead with you? Or whatever works for you? I was trying some of my better pick-up lines on you and they weren't working." He scratches the back of his neck and gestures up and down at Steve, "Realizing now you just, didn't get the joke."
"I didn't." Steve says, too stunned to think of a better response, "But uh- yeah- you can take me out. Maybe you can explain what the fuck you were saying to me. I'd love to actually be able to understand your pick-up lines. Dustin seemed to love 'em."
They both glance over to Dustin who's only a few yards away, trying to look casual as he stands there obviously eavesdropping on them.
"Your squire knows what's up." Sir Edward says with a laugh, then he picks up his jousting stick, hauling it onto his shoulder, "Wanna wait here and I'll put all this stuff down and we could wander around for a bit? I'll buy you and your squire some food or something."
Dustin is already agreeing to this deal before Steve can get a word out, though it's not like Steve was going to turn down such a generous offer anyway.
So he and Dustin sit and wait, and eventually Sir Edward comes back out without all the armor on. And wow. If Steve wasn't already about to go out with the damn guy, he'd be on his knees begging him for a chance. He's covered in tattoos, in a cut-off shirt, with jeans that look so good on him and it makes Steve feel a little bit like a fainting princess trapped in a tower.
The three of them wander about, and conversation flows well between Dustin and Sir Edward (or Eddie, as he said they could call him) over nerd things, and Steve and Eddie as they get to know each other. By the time the Ren Faire is ending Steve's on cloud nine, with a cute knight's number in his pocket and a Dustin who's halfway asleep by the time they get in the car (Dustin claims he's not but the boy can barely keep his eyes open).
By the time the Ren Faire rolls around the next year Dustin and Steve are ready, dressed in upgraded versions of their squire and knight outfits, with homemade banners so when they watch Sir Edward in his jousting they can cheer him on. It's hilarious when Sir Edward spots them in the crowd, acting all shocked and amazed as if he hadn't sat on the couch beside Steve while Steve had made the damn things. When Sir Edward showboats around he acts like he doesn't even recognize Steve, dramatically asking his name when he requests a 'token of the fair sir's favor' for the tournament.
Steve resists the urge to roll his eyes, now used to his boyfriend's antics, and pulls out the handkerchief (that Eddie gave him JUST for this moment) to hand to the overly flirtatious knight. Sir Edward continues to play up his knight hitting on some rando schtick even after he wins every battle, as expected, and when he hops off his horse he beelines straight for Steve- eyes glimmering as he immediately hits Steve with a slew of medieval themed pick-up lines.
Steve now (against his will, mind you) understands every single one. And when he agrees to a date with 'The Fighting Bard' in front of several cheering onlookers he tries not to smile too wide, though he knows he has a look on his face. One (Dustin is all too eager to tell him while pretending to gag) that is the picture perfect image of a man in love.
as much as i enjoy flirty eddie and flustered steve, i think the opposite needs more love too.
steve noticing how wound up eddie gets around him and using that to his full advantage, fluttering his lashes, pouting his lips, bending over at convenient times to where eddie gets a clear view of his ass, and each time eddie turns into a bright pink sputtering mess.
he likes to lean in closer than normal, touches lingering longer than they should, just to have eddie lose his train of thought, to see and feel him shiver at their closeness.
when they start dating it gets even worse. eddie’s gaze always follows steve wherever they go, dreamy with an insatiable hunger. whenever steve teases him about it he startles like he’s been caught doing something naughty, his ears and neck turning a deep red.
and when its just the two of them for movie night, steve starts off by resting his head on eddie’s shoulder, then moving closer until their sides are pressed together. he breathes into eddie’s neck, nosing along the sensitive skin there and delighting in the shiver that follows. steve slowly makes his way over until he’s seated comfortably in eddie’s lap, seemingly content on just cuddling, pretending he can’t hear eddie’s quick breaths and feel the growing arousal beneath him. steve nuzzles further into eddie’s neck and wiggles his hips, eliciting a pitiful whine from eddie. steve hums in response, innocently asking, “what’s wrong, eddie?”
steve knows just how much he has eddie wrapped around his finger and it drives him crazy.
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