For a Dreamer, Night's the Only Time of Day

Luna // 18+// she-her // adorable// demisexual //hopeless romantic// bookworm // fangirl // basically Quentin Coldwater

[steviehchrist]

fully believe steve is so cuddly and affectionate that whenever it's time to go to bed and eddie is still up doing things bc his brain can't shut off, steve pouts and wheedles him into getting into bed with him like "guess ill just lay here, alone and cold, by myself with no warm boyfriend to snuggle up to me :(" and eddie finally gives in like "okay, alright! i get it, you need a big warm guy to squeeze you" while crawling into bed and immediately arranging steve the way they both like while steve is all smug and giggling, eddie play grumbles at him for being so smiley, but he can't help letting it melt away into a soft love-sick look when steve tucks his head up on his chest to listen to his heartbeat and nuzzles into him

[wrecked-fuse]

Have a smoke?

🔪🔪🔪 в вк не репостить🔪🔪🔪  

[bluismie]

Oh. 𝙊𝙝.

[chaoslunaire]

Hellfire meets up at Steve's place, and they order pizzas.

Eddie wants to impress Steve, so he adds hot sauce to his pizza; Gareth opens his mouth to say something, but Eddie silences him with a single look, then he turns to Steve, looks him straight in the eye, and flashes a half-smile before taking a bite of pizza.

The sauce stings his mouth, but Eddie acts as if he doesn't feel it; he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of Steve, but as soon as he starts chewing, his whole mouth burns, and he can’t stop the tears from running down his cheeks. It’s as if hell were in his mouth!

“Did you just ruin a whole pizza by drowning it in hot sauce?” Dustin asks exasperatedly.

“I'm going to eat it,” Steve interjects, holding out his own pizza to Eddie. “There’s no hot sauce on mine; you can have it.”

Resigned, because he is actually a bit hungry, Eddie takes Steve's box, thanking him, then he watches him bite into the hot-sauce-laden slice of pizza without batting an eye. Steve shows no reaction; he doesn't squint or wrinkle his nose, his face betrays absolutely no discomfort, and no tears run down his cheeks.

Eddie tries to glare at him, but his eyes are still so full of tears that he looks ridiculous.

[lavenderflute17]

This lovely piece done by @magsdoodle is based on Ch 6 from the fic Stranger Worlds by author varsavia on Ao3! Steve hops thru universes to find Eddie, & this one's in ancient Rome, where they're Emperor Geta (Gladiator II) and a warrior prince (Finalmente l'Alba) 😍🔥🙌

[kingofscoops]

Endless Gifs of Steve Harrington (142/?) Stranger Things • 5.01 The Crawl

[mialoveseddie]

They’re in Steve’s parents’ bathroom. It’s the only room with good light, and now there’s blood on the bathroom tile and Both of them are banged up, but Steve insisted on Eddie first. Steve has Eddie perched on the edge of the tub with the first aid kit open on the sink. His hands are way steadier than they should be for a guy who almost watched Eddie almost got killed.

Eddie hisses when the antiseptic hits the gash on his forearm. “Jesus— ow, ow, nurse Harrington, careful—”

“Quit squirming or I’ll make it worse,” Steve mutters but he’s already easing up and blowing on the cut like that’ll actually help. Somehow for Eddie it does. Eddie watches him work. Steve’s brow is furrowed, lip caught between his teeth in concentration. There’s a bruise blooming on Steve’s own jaw that he’s completely ignoring.

Steve shifts to check Eddie’s ribs and fingers ghosting over a nasty purple splotch. He lingers and Eddie’s mouth runs before his brain can stop it “You gonna kiss it better, big boy?”

It’s meant as a joke. Deflection. His usual armor. But Steve doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t roll his eyes. He just looks up through his lashes, and his voice goes quiet.

“Would that help?”

Eddie’s brain short circuits right there All the smartass replies die in his throat.

“Steve—”

Steve’s thumb brushes the unbruised skin just beside the bruise, careful as ever . “‘Cause I would. If you asked me too.”

The bathroom’s too small. The air’s too thick. Eddie realizes Steve’s hands are shaking now too, and it’s not from adrenaline from the fight earrlier.

[kitkat9400]

They were insane for this ❤️

[ao3feed-steve-eddie]

by stevie4392

Steve has grown used to Eddie cooking dinner, borrowing his couch, stealing his hoodies, and reaching for him without thinking. Robin notices. Steve finally does too.

Words: 2115, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Learning to Lean

Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson

Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, physical touch, Cuddling, Emotional Healing, Comfort, Protective Steve Harrington, Soft Eddie Munson, Soft Steve Harrington, Food as Comfort, body acceptance, Happy Ending, Accidental Courtship, Chubby Steve Harrington, Weight Gain, Overeating, Domestic Fluff, Love Languages, acts of service, Oblivious Steve Harrington, Oblivious Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley Knows, everyone knows except them, sharing food, First Kiss, Getting Together

[mialoveseddie]

Eddie jokes he only knows how to head bang not dance. Steve rolls his eyes and decides to teach him to slow dance in the living room to one of his parents’ sappy records. Steve starts with “In case you ever get a girl or-” and Eddie cuts in with “-or what?” Steve shuts him down and puts Eddie’s hand in position to start the lesson.

[morganbritton132]

Steve's baseball team decide that they want to play a prank on their coach.

They get shirts screen-printed with Steve's face on it and something silly he always says, and then they all wear them to practice. They time how long it takes Steve to notice (nine minutes and only because the team had a bad case of giggles).

It's a funny prank.

Steve gets a kick out of it.

Unbeknownst to Steve or the team, the guy who made their shirts is an old friend of Eddie 'left Hawkins and got famous' Munson.

It was a known secret in Hellfire that Eddie was crushing bad on King Steve so he sent Eddie one of the shirts.

Imagine Steve confusion when he flips the tv over to MTV and sees his old classmate being interviewed...wearing a shirt with his face on it.

[morganbritton132]

There's a number at the bottom of the screen that you can call to ask Eddie a question.

Steve calls.

Before the interviewer can finish saying, "We have someone on the line from your homet-"

"Why are you wearing a shirt with my face on it?" Steve asks. "And would it kill you to answer the phone when Dustin calls you? Or call him back? The kid misses you."

Now half of America thinks Eddie is a deadbeat father.

[transmascsteveharrington]

Steve is excellent at molding himself perfectly to his partners interests when he is in a relationship. With Nancy he read every single article of the school newspaper she wrote. Movies nights were either filled with Tom Cruise (not that Steve minded that much) or documentaries he tried to be interested in. Once he suggested they'd watch an episode of Star Trek together but when she said "I really want to watch this documentary" he had relented.

It's the same with every girlfriend or fling afterwards. They get to pick the movie, the music, the dinner, the activities. Or more accurately Steve picks exactly what they like because they seem to expect it. He shows up to Sarah's piano recital and watches Heidi's cheer practice. He let's Jenna eject his Tears for Fears tape with a frown and put on some Ska instead. And when Chloe really, really wants to go out for milkshakes he pretends like ice cream doesn't make him want to throw up after Starcourt. Not a single one of them ever shows up at his basketball games or his swim meets.

Love means sacrifice and putting yourself second. At least when you're Steve Harrington.

So when Steve starts dating Eddie he doesn't expect anything else. It's not as bad though as with some previous dates. It's nice to listen to Eddie go on a long ramble about the history of metal. He likes to sit in during the DnD games, flicking through a magazine while Eddie and the kids play. And sure he is not the biggest fan of horror movies but it's a nice excuse to cuddle up with Eddie during movie night. Not that he would need an excuse, Eddie is incredibly tactile.

Steve is in the middle of a little league baseball game when things change. He is so focused on coaching his team he doesn't notice the mop of black curls in the audience at first. Only when his little team has their first home run and an eardrum shattering whistle comes from the bleachers, Steve turns and is surprised to find Eddie in the audience, smiling, cheering, hollering.

When he spots Steve looking at him he waves at him with an even bigger smile. During a brief water break Steve jogs over to the bleachers.

"What are you doing here?" he asks, still surprised that Eddie is here.

"Came to support my boyfriend and his team, of course," Eddie grins. If they weren't in public, Steve would steal a kiss right now. Eddie very much loathes sports and yet he still came.

Once the game is over Eddie drives both of them home. When he turns on the tape player, Steve very much expects the usual metal to come out of the speakers. Instead he is met with the familiar voice of Duran Duran. He expects Eddie to change the tape but he just lets it play. After Duran Duran there is a Judas Priest song and maybe the Duran Duran just got on there by accident. But after Judas Priest Hall and Oates plays and Eddie even hums along? No complaints, no berating Steve for his horrible taste in music, but fucking humming along?

"Did you…did you make this?" Steve asks, trying to wrap his head around what is happening.

"Yeah, thought this way we can both listen to stuff we like," Eddie smiles and laces their hands together. "But I also got some Bowie and and Queen tapes if you want something else."

It's the few musicians they can agree on. But Steve shakes his head.

"No, I like it. Leave it."

When they get to their small but comfy new home Eddie dashes upstairs to take a shower and tells Steve to pick a movie from the few he rented earlier.

The first one is Rosemary's Baby. Of course Eddie picked a horror movie. But then the next tape surprises Steve yet again. It's Back to the Future and the one after that is Star Wars there even is Top Gun. And Night of the Living Dead. A perfect mixture really.

When Eddie comes back from his shower Steve is still staring at the movies a frown on his face.

"You alright, Steveheart?"

"You know you don't have to do this," Steve says slowly. "Pretend you want to watch something I like. Or listen to my music. I don't want you to pretend."

Eddie walks over, wet hair dripping onto the floor. He presses a kiss to Steve's cheek and takes Top Gun out of his hand.

"I'm not pretending," he says and walks over to their TV. "I want to watch stuff you like. The same way you agree to sometimes watch stuff that I like. That's how it works, doesn't it? We compromise."

Steve blinks. Compromise. No ones ever really wanted to compromise with him. No one ever cared enough.

"Why?" he asks and sits down on the couch.

"Because I love you. And I want to know about the things you love. The same way I want to hear about your day or how your run went, if you liked your green smoothie this morning," Eddie says and sits down on the sofa too, pulling Steve into his arms.

And maybe it's taken him 22 years to learn. But finally Steve realizes that love is not putting others always first. Love is to meet in the middle. Love is to care, and to compromise and to share.

He's never felt so loved like when the intro to Top Gun starts playing.

[mkaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

Steve functioning as Corroded Coffin's manajor a while after he starts dating Eddie. He doesn't really mean to start doing it, but after a certain point he just kinda begins to help. Smoothes over disputes. Supplies snacks because god knows they need it between yelling at each other and pouring their souls into their instruments. He figures out their schedules and begins supplying them with practice days that actually make sense. All his knowledge of caring for other people and organizing and being a "team leader" in sports. He puts it all right back into helping his boyfriend's band. At some point he actually puts together their gigs. A good word from someone with the Harringto name, a bit of funds associated with it, and a lot of charm to the owners of bars around town. Steve gladly opens the door for them to be proffessional, and even start getting big. It's a natural decision when he starts managing the band's funds as well. Sure, he never really was interested in putting what his father taught him to use, but being able to track and chart and organize is a great skill now that he's waist deep in managing the band. It shocks him when he overhears the conversation. ("Dude, I get that he's your boyfriend and he's helping out of the good of his heart, but we really should be paying him." "Yeah Ed, and maybe also try not to break his heart. Seriously. I don't think I can go back to a life without Harrington brand homemade brownies." "Do you always think with your stomach?" "Do you think at all?" "Guys- Guys calm down!" He hears Eddie laughing "Don't worry, I'm sorting it out. Kinda hard to figure out how to pay someone when they're the one tracking your budget." There's a pause. "And I'd never break his heart. I love him. I'm in for the long haul... it's really only a matter if he is." Steve feels his heart swell at the tone of pure honesty and affection. Yeah, maybe he want's to do this for the rest of his life.)

[emlovessh]

I just had a thought: Steve gets kicked out of home in his final year of high school by his parents, but is trying to hide it. Eddie is ranting to Wayne at home about how rich and entitled Steve is. And Wayne is like "Eds, you know I volunteer at the Hawkin's Food Bank?" "Yeah, so?" "So, Steve Harrington has been getting groceries from us every Thursday. Why would he queue up for an hour every week if he was still getting everything on a silver platter?"

[find-y0ur-j0y]

Chapter Twenty Two of Jocks and Jokers is now live on AO3!

Summary: Cars and Dates

Read it here on AO3: Link

[shares-a-vest]

Steve at WSQK hosting a midnight call in show about sex and relationships.

He uses a silly pseudonym and lowers his voice to a sultry whisper, to disguise himself and set the mood. His becomes a cult favourite, a shared secret around town.

Rumours swirl around Steve's age group that he might be the host because, well... Some of the advice this radio love guru is giving out is very specific. Steve earned a reputation for a reason *wink.

Eddie listens. Oh boy, does he.

Huddled under the covers with his radio on low (even though his uncle is mostly at the Plant at that hour), Eddie has developed an embarrassing crush on the host. Context clues have helped him figure out it is someone around his age but, with three separate senior year books at his disposal, he can't quite pin down who it might be.

Imagine his surprise when he realises it is Steve (who he also has a crush on). Is it still two separate crushes if someone is masquerading as an Anonymous Radio Sex God?

Anyway, he about near falls out of bed when he hears Robin chiming in and a very Steve-and-Robin squabble ensues, live on air.

Now, if only Eddie can turn Steve's advice back on him...

[zakkura]

Eddie had had dreams like this, being thrown up against the wall by Steve Harrington, his breath brushing over his skin.

However, this was usually the moment where Steve would hungrily take his lips with his own, not start yelling at him as soon as he was able to get out of his hospital bed from being in a month long coma.

"What the fuck, Munson?!" Steve's hands were curled into the fabric of his shirt.

"Um..."

"No! You need to explain to me what the fuck you were thinking!"

Eddie's fingers start to try and reach for the emergency nurses button.

"If only there was a way for me to know why you're angry with me,," Eddie announced loudly, trying to prevent himself from going into a full blown panic attack, because he could see and feel the anger coming from the man currently glaring at him.

Steve narrowed his eyes slightly, allowing Eddie to see that clearly he was also trying to calm himself down.

Eddie's heart nearly falls out his arse when he sees the unshed tears.

"Steve?"

"I told you not to be a fucking hero and you go running back into..." Steve pauses, lowering his voice a bit when he remembered that that were still in the hospital, "into the Upside Down and get yourself all torn up and bleeding and injured and then you almost die in front of Dustin!"

Oh.

Eddie swallowed thickly, looking down, finally seeing how bruised and torn up his hands were.

Double-Oh.

"I was trying to give you guys more time," Eddie muttered, struggling with everything within himself not to flinch when Steve angrily met his eyes again.

"You went back into danger..."

"Oh my god, Dustin is safe!" Eddie shouted, frustrated, "I saved the kid alright, they were trying to break into my trailer and go up through that gate to get to him, he's safe!"

Steve stared at him for a moment, a little bit of confusion over his face.

"I know he's safe!"

"Then why are you fucking angry at me?!"

Steve has wanted to strangle Eddie Munson on several occasions, hell, even multiple times in the past three minutes alone, but never has he wanted to strangle him as much as right that very moment.

"Why am I angry with you?" Steve has his hands on his hips now, looking alike a disappointed mother, a stance that Eddie had always taken the time to appreciate.

Eddie avoided eye contact, he felt safer not looking at such an angry Steve.

"Yeah, like...Dustin is safe, so get off my back,"

Steve has to bite his tongue to stop a horrible remark leaving him.

"He's not the only one I wanted safe you fucking dipshit!" Steve exclaimed, his hands going up in the air.

"Harrington, I am rather woozy from a little thing called a coma," Eddie sighed, "you wanna break it down a little more for me?" he winced a bit when he moved a little to sharply, his hand touching his side.

"You!" Steve snapped, "I was wanting you safe as well, you fucking..." he stopped his sentence, eyes now watching Eddie's three fingered hand hold the injuries hidden by the hospital gown.

"Back in bed," Steve ordered, taking a deep breath, "now," he almost felt the need to click his fingers to get Eddie moving when the other man stood there staring at him with those big chocolate brown eyes of his.

"Jesus Christ," Eddie muttered, huffing like an annoyed child as he climbed back on the bed, watching Steve as he held the blankets up for him.

There was a small silence that fell over the two men, Steve standing right by the bed, watching Eddie closely as Eddie eyed Steve cautiously.

"You were worried about me, Stevie?" Eddie now, also, wanted to strangle himself.

Steve huffed out a laugh, fingers rubbing at his temples.

"Unfortunately," he then pulled the hospital chair closer to Eddie's bed, "you could have died, Eddie," his hand was in his hair, distressed.

"You would've missed me?"

At this point, Munson, just accept that you'll be murdered by Steve Harrington.

Steve gently took a hold of Eddie's hand, eyeing the spaces where his ring and middle finger had once been.

"You kinda grew on me," Steve mumbled, reaching around behind him to pull the privacy curtains around the bed so he could comfort Eddie the way that he wanted without judgment.

Eddie's eyes became wide.

"I did?!" he asked with a startled expression, but he was leaning forwards like an excitable puppy.

"Yes, which just makes me even more angry with you," Steve tried to force his lips to stay in a firm line, but the corners refused to be tamed.

Eddie grinned, though still looking like death, his smile, no matter how big or small, always made him look radiant and playful.

"You kind of grew on me too, Harrington," Eddie replied, his brain stopping for a second to try and figure out how to hold Steve's hand with missing fingers, before he huffed and simply used his other hand to place his fingers where he wanted them.

"Good, because next time you do something dumb like that?" Steve caught his eyes, "I'm sending you back here myself, you got that?"

Eddie gulped.

Triple-Oh