you can't die ... not you

sideblog for ST but mostly dusteve //on ao3 at sablesea // previously telemetrytracker

[crashoutkingsteve]

my fic

okay im finally compiling all my fic for a pinned post. anyone new to my blog, hi! i ship dusteve and everything so far that i write for them is romantic so don't like don't read yadda yadda. everything is tagged with warnings and such on ao3

fic summaries and links below:

Rivers and Roads (WIP)

Steve and Dustin navigate their changing relationship during Dustin's freshman year of college. Dustin wants to move on from his childhood crush and embrace new experiences of college, as Steve starts to worry about being left behind by his best friend. Both grapple with the long aftermath of the Upside Down and fall in love along the way.

do i care if i survive this (everything returns to you somehow)

A smutty exploration of Dustin's self-destructive tendencies in the eighteen months between s4 and s5 and Steve's attempts to comfort him while dealing with his own jealousy of Dustin's love for Eddie.

how will i know (a collab with @kingdustin)

Dustin asks Eddie to help him test two hypotheses: Hypothesis 1: Dustin is gay. Hypothesis 2: Steve Harrington is gay. Dustin thinks this may help him with his final (and most important) hypothesis: if both things are true, then maybe he has a chance after all. But Dustin may have forgotten some crucial variables. Namely, Steve’s feelings and his own. Emotional fallout ensues.

We're writing a sequel! Can't wait to start posting once we finish writing and editing.

a kiss with a fist

In the aftermath of the battle with Vecna, Dustin and Steve refuse to part from each other, choosing to recover from the wounds of battle together. Unspoken communication, adrenaline, the rapid changes in their relationship over the last few days, and final apologies pull down the last barrier between them.

let the world around us just fall apart

Dustin and Steve have repaired their relationship at the Squawk, but Dustin still harbors one more secret. He's in love with Steve. With the world literally collapsing around them, he doesn't know if he'll ever find a way to share it. Alternate s5 finale written before it aired.

This was my very first fic I published! I caught the bug and haven't let up since.

breathe easy

Steve and Dustin survive the final battle and start to find a way forward. A companion piece to "Let the World Around Us Just Fall Apart" picking up immediately after from Steve's perspective.

[yenvengerberg]

NATALIA DYER as NANCY WHEELER Stranger Things, Season 5 Volume I

[fjdksljlkjljklkjljk-archive-dea]

steve harrington + the good the bad and the dirty by panic! at the disco

[luckybucks]

this screenshot has me in tears

[procyonloser]

"My dad said you're going to hell."

Her name was Jessica, and Hannah hated her. She'd make a point of laughing at everything Hannah enjoyed, everything she drew, what she looked like - all of which Hannah shrugged off. Hannah knew she was smarter than Jessica, she knew she was more talented than Jessica, and she damn well knew she was cuter. She'd just roll her eyes, and move on with her life.

"Kind of weird that your dad is talking about an underaged girl, Jess." Hannah shot back, bored, chin in her palm. Carrie to her left giggled, and even Caroline Hagan shot a grin at Jessica.

Jessica just turned a bit red as the other girls quickly changed subjects, to some vine they'd seen.

"He said your dad is a sodomite, and your other dad was a devil worshipper. He told me that Dustin Henderson helped that one serial killer, the Munson Murderer." Jessica pushed, leaning in.

Hannah took a long sip from her water bottle, eying the other girl up. Hannah did not get her father's height, she was still one of the shortest in her grade. Jessica, was already about 5'7 at 12. She loved to tell all of them how she was scouted to be a model once.

"Eddie Munson was a murder victim, who was blamed because he liked heavy metal. Read a book sometime, jesus." Hannah said, trying to ignore her. She had no idea why the girl insisted on sitting with them, maybe to try and make herself seem more popular than she was.

"Your dad is still a faggot. He shouldn't be coaching kids, he probably touches them, that's why your mom abandoned you." Jessica said, and the entire lunchroom around them got quiet, and it seemed to spread as more kids caught wind of what was happening. Hannah finished her drink slowly, not wanting to waste it.

Then she turned and socked Jessica right in the nose.

In a matter of seconds, it was a brawl on the ground. Jessica had gotten a couple of good hits in, Hannah's nose was bleeding, her lip was split, but she'd gotten ontop of the other girl and began to wail on her.

Eventually, she was pulled off. "Hannah Harrington!" It was Mrs Plaver, a shrill old woman who never seemed to age, but was never young.

"Henderson," Hannah spit out some blood onto the group, wiping at her face. "My name is Hannah Henderson-Harrington."

Steve wasn't really expecting to get called into the principles office for his kid. Hannah had good grades, she had a big friend group, and she was active in an art group. She had a bit of a mouth on her, which he entirely blamed on his husband, but otherwise she'd never caused trouble. He wasn't expecting to see said husband in the office with Hannah either.

"Hey handsome, come here often? Maybe we can spend detention together." Dustin asked him with a small smile, and Principal Clark groaned.

"Not now, you two - Hannah got into a, well... Hannah, do you want to tell them?" Clarke asked her, from where she was sitting on a cushy chair, looking petulant.

"Jessica Colton was being homophobic. I thought there was a zero hate policy here?" Hannah shot at the principal, sure, she'd known the man most of her life, but that hadn't stopped Dustin from getting an attitude with him sometimes too.

"Hannah," Steve said softly. He wanted to chastise her, but his stomach turned over seeing his baby girl hurt. It made him actually physically sick to see, and he just wanted to wrap her in a blanket and listen to Dustin read her books for forever.

But, she wasn't 5 anymore.

She'd tried to defend them.

"Did you win?" Steve asked, and Hannah blinked in confusion, one eye still a bit swollen, before she sent him a toothy grin.

"I won."

"That's my daughter," Dustin ruffled her hair, to the absolute dismay of principal Clarke.

"Kids, please. Take this seriously. I'm already grey, don't make me bald too." Clarke sighed, running a hand down his face. "I'm going to have to contact her family as well, and we need to try to work this out civilly."

Steve and Dustin exchanged a look, and Hannah crossed her arms in front of her.

"Yeah," Steve said. "Of course. I'm all about civil."

"I'm sweet as a lamb," Dustin added, with a plainly fake saccharine smile.

"I won't do anything, if she keeps her mouth shut." Hannah told him.

"Henderson's and Harrington's. Giving me stress ulcers since the 80s." Clarke breathed out, shaking his head. "You're dismissed. For now... And, Hannah? Good job. Don't tell anyone I said that."

[disasteracesstuff]

Top 10 Favorite Episodes of Stranger Things Day 3: Season 2 Episode 9 "The Gate"

[scintss]

THE Steve Harrington face™

[dustin-bird]

Dustin hugs to cure the soul - part one

Season one:

Quarry hug

Hospital hug

Season two:

El, Lucas, and Dustin reunion hug

Group hug after Billy threatened Lucas

[dustin-bird]

+ Bonus

Not a hug but close enough

[kingdustin]

Stranger Things fans post s5

[procyonloser]

Steve struggled to keep his eyes open as he scrolled on his phone, but it kept threatening to slip out of his fingers and onto his husband's noggin'. He wasn't thrilled that Hannah was out on a date, but he'd done what he could to make sure she could make informed decisions. And, on the plus side, it meant him and Dustin had some time alone.

Which was exactly why Dustin was snoring like a log on top of him, from where they were sprawled on the couch. Granted, had they been in their bed, they would have looked much the same. Dustin always called him his favorite pillow, and Steve liked having him close enough to hold against his heart.

He'd probably started to doze when the front door opened, causing his eyes to flicker open. Sure enough, his phone was laying on the side of Dustin's face, but it'd take more than that to wake him up.

"Hey Han, you have a good night?" Steve mumbled from the couch, sleep threatening to pull him back under. Until, it clicked in his mind that she'd not responded. Steve pushed up on one elbow, and looked over the back of the couch to see his daughter standing in the entryway, tears running down her face.

Dustin was off of Steve and on the floor in a matter of seconds. Steve would die for Dustin any day of the week, but he wasn't his daughter.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" Steve stumbled over to her, nearly tripping over their cat. Hannah ran forward and wrapped her arms around his midsection, sniffling into his shoulder.

"Who do I have to kill?" Steve asked her softly, rubbing her back in small circles as she hiccuped. Dustin was awake too, head popping up from behind the couch, hair askew and drool on his cheek. As soon as he saw Hannah, he actually did trip over the poor cat to reach them.

"What's- what happened? What's going on?" Dustin asked, still waking up. "Banana, what-"

"David broke up with me because I wouldn't...he wanted me to do something I didn't want to, and he dumped me and, and...I had to walk home." Hannah got out, half muffled from where she was talking into Steve's sleep shirt. Steve's eyes darted down towards her feet, she'd been wearing high heels, but the heels had been snapped off.

Yeah, Steve frowned, he was going to have to kill a kid. "I can't believe I'm going to have to kill a child." Dustin said, further proving they'd known each other far too long.

"Dad," Hannah chided, pulling back to look at Dustin. Okay, now wasn't the time.

"Hey, I know it hurts right now, he was your first boyfriend - but, you stood up for yourself. I'm so proud of you. Don't ever think, or let anyone tell you, that you did the wrong thing." Steve said, cupping her cheek, and kissing her forehead. It was hard to believe she was nearly 18.

"I just thought he wouldn't be like that..." Hannah said, giving a small shake of her head. "Did you ever have to deal with this, when you were dating?"

Steve looked over her head towards his husband, who made a face. "Well, uh. Not really. I mean... Dustin is the only guy I've ever dated, and I'm the only guy Dustin ever dated. Neither of us expected to fall in love. So, we haven't had to deal with guys like that."

Hannah looked up at him with a pinched expression. "Seriously? You and Dad are worse than a Disney movie. You're a Hallmark movie."

"I have had rough break ups before, though - we both have, just not with guys." Steve told her, as she sniffed. "Okay, here's what we're going to do. We're going to go get your favorite dessert, we're going to watch a dumb movie, and you're going to trash him to hell and back."

Hannah wiped at her face, before a small smile crossed her face. "He wasn't even that cute."

"He was hideous, a rat's diseased scrotum in human form." Dustin was eager to add, and it might have been a bit much, but Hannah laughed. That's all that mattered to them. They couldn't keep her safe forever, or keep her from ever getting hurt, but as long as they lived, they'd try to make sure she knew she could always come to them.

"Can I have wine?" Hannah asked, looking to Dustin with puppy dog eyes. They were Steve's puppy dog eyes, she'd gotten those from him, and knew by now that it wouldn't work on Steve, but it would with Dustin.

"I mean, just a glass wouldn't hurt-"

"Henderson," Steve warned.

[cinematicnomad]

STRANGER THINGS ▸ 2.01 chapter one: MADMAX

[wesgibbins]

[jayhsketch]

got a thing about you and it won't go away,,

[bombshellsandbluebells]

wait a minute

Steve is going to be Erica’s sex ed teacher

[procyonloser]

"1966, great year." Dustin said awkwardly, as the waitress showed off the entirely too expensive wine. "My favorite year, actually. My most beloved thing in the world came into existence in 66."

Steve smiled at him across the table, trying not to preen too much under the compliment from his husband. "It's our year anniversary." Steve explained to the sommelier, who seemed entirely uninterested. "I was born in 66, so-"

Upon catching a glimpse of Dustin's face, Steve stared. "... You were talking about me, weren't you? Your husband and best friend. Right?"

"Of course!" Dustin said with far too much gusto and a voice crack that gave away the lie. "Obviously I'm talking about you, my beloved husband and partner in all things, what else-"

"I believe Star Trek premiered in 1966, sir." The sommelier said easily, and Dustin looked panicked.

"I definitely wasn't talking about that- I think we're done actually, you can go. Actually, you're fired. I mean, not really, we'll tip, but-" Dustin stumbled over his words until the sommelier got the picture and stepped away.

"... Seriously, Henderson? Star Trek? You'll be lucky if we have a second anniversary." Steve asked flatly, and Dustin sunk down in his chair.

"I love you, my darling sweet pea baby boy, my husband, who is very handsome and strong and beautiful and very forgiving." Dustin said quickly, and Steve just leaned across the table and shoved bread in his mouth.

[share-the-damn-bed]

JANCY + yelling in unison at steve

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]