you need to understand that i have two sets of headcanons. there's the set of realistic headcanons based on my genuine reading of the show, and then there's me playing pretend with my dolls.
written for @steddielovemonth day twenty eight āendlesslyā by the cab | rating: t | wc: 2,1k | tags: post s4, three years in the future, established relationship, marriage proposal, fluff
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Thereās a shop down the street where they sell plastic rings for a quarter a piece and Eddie swears it might be his favorite thing about his and Steveās apartment in Chicago.
Well, no. He really loves that itās only five minutes away from Buckleyās dorm and that it has a fire exit thatās often visited by their downstairs neighborās cat. And of course, he also loves living there with Steve.
But that little shop is pretty sick too. Eddie is constantly misplacing his rings, and this way, itās easier for him to replace them.
He stops by once or twice every week, which in Steveās opinion is too much.
āYou only have ten fingers, Eds, how many rings can you possibly need?ā He tells him every time, but he always asks Eddie to show him his most recent buy.
Todayās visit has gotta be quick. Steve is waiting for Eddie and the black pepper he sent him to get for his homemade chili. So itās in and out of the shop in less than five minutes, a new black band secured in his pocket, before Eddie hurries back home.
But even if he does, Steve still lets out an impatient little huff when he arrives.
āThere you are!ā He says, walking over to Eddieā and grabbing the black pepper from his hands, ignoring him.
Eddie lets out an offended string of noises. āAnd what am I? Chopped liver?ā
āNo, you are late,ā Steve chastises, but still presses a placating kiss to Eddieās lips before going back to the sizzling saucepan.
Eddie follows him and hops on the counter, his legs dangling back and forth as he watches Steve stir. āUnless everyoneās hiding in our bathroom, and I would be impressed, given how small it is, thereās no one here yet so thereās no way Iām late,ā Eddie says petulantly.
Steve rolls his eyes, adding the black pepper to the chili. āTheyāll be here soon. Rob called to say she was leaving her dorm and the kids said theyād get here around two, and you know theyāll be starving from the three hour ride. And theyāll bitch if lunch isnāt ready.ā
āTheyāll bitch either way,ā Eddie says with a snort. āIf not because of the food, then for the fact that theyāre all sleeping on the floor since we only have one couch.ā
Their apartment is hardly the Harringtonsā mansion, and while itās more than enough for Eddie and Steve, it doesnāt have multiple guest rooms and mattresses to fit nine people for a weekend.
Chuckling, Steve stirs the black pepper in. āYouāre probably right, remind me why we agreed to this again?ā
Eddie taps his bottom lip with his finger, pretending to think. āMm, because you canāt say no to them, and because Lucas was excited to use his newly acquired license to get them all here. Oh, and because you miss them.ā
āYou miss them too,ā Steve points out, one hand on his hip while the other brandishes the wooden spoon in front of Eddieās face.
āI admit to nothing!ā Eddie says, but the truth is that he does.
The last time they saw the kids was a couple of months ago, when he and Steve drove to Hawkins for Wayneās birthday and it had really hit Eddie just how much theyāve grown in the time they were away. Mike had been taller than both him and Steve, Lucas had actual facial hair. Elās curls were almost as long as Eddieās while Max had chopped hers off and was rocking a badass bob. Will had a boyfriend and Henderson had a goddamned tattoo, for Godās sake.
Needless to say that visit had left Eddie reeling, Steve too. And while they were both excited to see them and show them around Chicago over the weekend, neither is ready to see how many other things have changed since then.
God, is this how parents feel when they watch their kids grow up? Maybe all those jokes about him and Steve co-parenting these shitheads were right all along.
āHere, try this,ā Steve says, snapping Eddie out of his spiral. He holds the spoon in front of Eddieās lips for him to taste it in a move thatās become familiar since they moved in together. Eddie leans forward and takes it into his mouth.
Then he lets out a moan.
āFuck, Steve,ā he says, watching Steveās cheeks go pink, either at the praise or the familiar obscene sound. āThatās so good, oh my God.ā
Steve ducks his head, smiling. āYeah?ā
āMhm,ā Eddie hums, licking his lips. āIād marry you for that alone.ā
Itās hardly the first time Eddie has said that, but Steveās reaction is the same as always. His cheeks pink up even more and a pleased bashful smile stretches over his lips. He puts the spoon in the sink and covers the saucepan to let the chili simmer before he stands between Eddieās legs.
āYou keep saying that, but Iāve yet to see the ring,ā Steve says, teasingly, only Eddieās mind goes to the ring in his pocket, the black band that would look so good in Steveās ring fingerā
And before he knows it, heās jumping off the counter and dropping to his knees.
With a raised eyebrow, Steve takes half a step back. āEds, you know Iād let you blow me for how good my food is any day, but the kids will be here soonāā
āGet your mind out of the gutter, Steve,ā Eddie scoffs. āThis isnāt that, although that chili is definitely blow job worthy.ā
āWell, if it isnāt that then what are you doing down there?ā
Hell if I know, Eddie thinks before digging into his jeans, taking the ring out.
Steve blinks down at it. āDid you stop by that shop again?ā
āYes,ā Eddie says and before Steve can protest, he adds, āBut this one isnāt for me. Itās for you.ā
Steveās eyebrows shoot up in his forehead and when Eddie holds it up to him, his eyes widen, his jaw going slack.
āOh my god.ā
Eddie clears his throat. āSteve, these last three years with you have felt like a dream. Most of the time, I still canāt believe they werenāt one. That I wonāt wake up from a coma at that damned secret hospital to find that none of it happened or that I died that day in the Upside Down and this is actually heaven. Life with you is just that good, sweetheart. Iām the luckiest son of a bitch because I get to come home to you every day and wake up next to you and your ridiculously bad bed head.ā At that, Steve makes the first noise since Eddie started his speechā a soft wet chuckle.
āAnd I might be pushing my luck here, Stevie, because half the time I think I donāt deserve you. You deserve aā a gold ring and a beautiful house and someone who doesnāt think that jeans without holes in them counts as formal wear. But while I might not be able to give you that, I can and I will love you endlessly. So, ignoring the fact that legally we canāt, because fuck society, will you, Steve Harrington, marry me?ā
Steveās mouth opens with a gasp but before Eddie can get his answer, the door to their apartment swings open and in walks Robin.
She learned the hard way to use the key that they gave her cautiously after she walked in on them going at it half naked in the kitchen. The only reason why she used it today is probably because she thought it was safe to do it, knowing that they wouldnāt get up to any funny business while they were expecting the kids.
She probably didnāt expect to walk in on this instead.
To be fair, Eddie didnāt expect to do this at all today.
āBoys, look who I ran into downstairs!ā She says, holding the door open for the kids before freezing on the spot. āOh my God!ā
āTheyāre naked, arenāt they?ā Dustin groans. That damn tone is the one thing that hasnāt changed at all.
Robin sputters. āUh, no, theyāreāā
āOh my God!ā Mike gasps, echoing Robinās words as he steps in and sees Eddie on his knees in front of Steve, the ring still held between his fingers.
āWhat? What?ā The others ask, trying to get a look while stuck behind Mikeās tall frame.
They see Elās head pop up under his arm. āEddie is proposing to Steve!ā
āWhat?ā Max and Dustin shriek, shoving Mike out of the way and stumbling into the apartment with Lucas and Will in tow.
Lucas gasps. āHoly shit!ā
āDid he say yes?ā Will asks, glancing between the two.
Dustin gives his arm a light slap. āOf course he said yes, heās just as obsessed with Eddie as Eddie is with him.ā
āActually,ā Eddie cuts in, speaking for the first time since they all barged in. āHe hasnāt, you shitheads interrupted him.ā
āDude!ā Max lets out an indignant huff. āWhat are you waiting for?ā
āYeah, Steve!ā The boys all agree, Elās wide eyes do too.
āChildrenāā Robin chastises, but Eddie can see the curious glint in her eyes.
āIāā Steve starts, finally saying something but he doesnāt get far before Eddie interrupts him.
āStevie, itās okay, you just can tell me laterāā
He firmly shakes his head. āNo, Eds, I donāt mind that the kids are here,ā he says, his lips tugging upwards as he starts his own speech. āI donāt mind that you got that ring from that shop down the street that I insist you spend way too much time in, or that we live in this small apartment and that you only own a single pair of jeans without any rips on them. I donāt care about any of that because I love you, and I love our life, and nothing would make me happier than being married to you even if itās not official. Actually, fuck that, we can have our own wedding and it can be real to us. All that matters is that I get to love you. Endlessly.ā
Eddie gapes at Steve, his heart in his throat. He wants to say something, anything, but heās afraid he might embarrass himself by starting to cry.
āDude,ā Mike says, breaking the silence for him. āThat was so sappy.ā
āShhhh!ā They all say in unison while Max delivers a slap to the back of his head.
Eddie canāt help but laughā a happy, giddy sound. āNo, Wheeler is right. That was sappy.ā
Steve shoots him a betrayed look. āShut up. Youāre lucky they didnāt hear your speech!ā
āDonāt act like it didnāt make you swoon,ā he teases.
Steveās cheeks go red. āYouāre insufferable, I take it back, I wonāt marry you.ā
āNo take backsies!ā Eddie protests, grabbing Steveās hand and sliding the ring on. āYouāre stuck with me now.ā
āI know,ā Steve says, his smile tipping into something soft as he hauls Eddie to his feet so he can kiss him.
Their friends cheer but the sounds quickly turn into groans as they both get a little carried away with their kiss.
āDo you guys need us to go back to the car and give you a minute to be gross?ā Lucas asks after a while.
Eddie feels tempted to say yes but before he can Dustin jumps in protest. āNo way! Weāve been in that car for hours and Iām starving!ā
Steve and Eddie exchange a bemused look. They know their kids well.
āWell, lunch is ready, so go wash up and then you shitheads can eat.ā
As soon as Steve says it, they all barrel into the apartment, squeezing into their tiny bathroom so they can wash their hands, arguing over who goes first the whole time.
Robin closes the door behind her and hands Steve her key. āI donāt think itās not safe for me to have that,ā she says sheepishly.
Eddie snorts. āYour timing really is impeccable, Buckley.ā
Pulling them both in for a hug, she says, āI love you, dinguses and Iām happy for you, but if you make anyone else your Maid of Honor, Iāll kill you.ā
āWe love you too,ā Steve chuckles, and Eddie agrees with a nod.
She pulls away, heading to the bathroom so she can also wash up.
Steve wraps his arm around Eddieās shoulders. āAnd I love you,ā he says with a kiss to his temple. āEndlessly.ā
Eddie intertwines his fingers with the hand that rests over his shoulder, feeling the ring on Steveās finger. It causes a flutter in his chest.
āYeah, Stevie,ā he says, giving his fingers a squeeze. āEndlessly.ā
Asked for a doctor's note to show to the airport staff if necessary for an upcoming flight where I need to bring my T with me and they were like "yeah sure no problem" and then sent me a note that makes it sound like I will literally die if I go one day without my testosterone LMAO
Me: man it would suck if I got my T confiscated by customs so I should get a note explaining that I have it for legitimate reasons just in case
The note in question: this man may or may not fucking die if you take his medication away from him. This medication may or may not be integral to his daily survival. Do you want his blood on your hands yes or no
Hot tip from your neighbor archivist, there is no greater lie than ādonāt worry, Iāll rememberā
No. You wonāt. Write down who is in that photo. Note the date and event. Put a year on everything.
āBut it is -insert person and/or event here- there is no way I will forget!ā
1) WRONG. Years get murky, relationships fade, people change, family members look alike (especially when very old or very young)
2) even if you somehow do, the next generation has no idea who what where when or why.
This message brought to you by a very tired archivist who has spent days trying to find and ID 3 photographs at work and also deal with all her grandmotherās photos when her children canāt name their aunts and uncles let alone cousins.
"Kriffing hell, heād fallen asleep.Ā On Boba.Ā
Theyād stayed back to back, but Dinās head had leaned over onto Bobaās shoulder. The poor guy had been holding Dinās weight forāa quick check of his chrono eased some of his guilt; itād only been ten minutes."
Mand'alor Cabur chapter 14 by @nautilicious
This is one of my all-time favourite BobaDin fics, please give it a read and heap some love on the author, they really deserve it! (Their Boba is amazing. He isn't actively present all that much, but even then he has a presence, you know? and it's so good, I love him so much there!!!)
love how the armorer was like *sigh* š unfortunately grogu cannot swear to the creed bc he can't speak. also he's an ORPHAN. he has NO PARENTS. since he has NO GUARDIAN around to give me permission to swear him in, i cannot add him to the song. oh if only he had A MOTHER OR A FATHER. this would be possible if he wasn't FATHERLESS. this poor ORPHAN BOY. if only there were someone around to ADOPT HIM.
like she was so tired of din dancing around adopting that boy. ADOPT HIM ALREADY DAMN IT.
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