dustin finding out that eddie and steve are dating and being supportive!! definitely supportive because two of his favorite people are dating and that’s awesome. but he’s also confused because, like, isn’t steve into girls? confused as he may be, he’s going to support his friends completely.
dustin spotting eddie kissing billy hargrove at eddie’s table in the woods by the school. all dustin wanted was lunch with one of his best friends, and instead he got served a steaming plate of betrayal. how was he going to tell steve that not only was his boyfriend cheating on him, he was also doing it with a total douche!? (no matter how many times max and lucas claim that billy ‘changed’ and that he ‘apologized’, dustin wasn’t convinced. he saw what hargrove did to steve with the plate, he was loyal to steve. unlike some people, appearently.)
dustin mustering up the courage to break the news to steve the next night, preparing himself to see his best friend’s heart break. biking all the way to steve’s house just to see steve and billy kissing in the front doorway. he’s frozen in shock as he watches billy pull away, say something to make steve grin a stupid, dopey grin, and saunter over to his camaro to drive away obnoxiously. dustin gets more exercise in power-biking the rest of the way to steve’s house than he did in a semester of P.E.
dustin yelling at steve for cheating on eddie, yelling that eddie was cheating on him as well, and that they were doing it with the same person! dustin doesn’t know wether to be mad at steve or eddie, and decides to be maddest at billy ‘cause fuck that homewrecker. when he finally stops talking to take a breath he’s overwhelmed and upset but also confused because, of all the emotions he expected to see on steve’s face after his rant, amusement was not one of them.
dustin being sat down and laughed at told that no, steve wasn’t cheating on eddie, and no, eddie wasn’t cheating on him. dustin grasping onto the general idea of billy’s relationship with steve and eddie quickly, and only being upset because they chose to do it with billy hargrove. steve just laughing at him some more.
or, tl;dr dustin discovers the concept of polyamory
Steve is struggling, he’s being dragged further into the depths of the lake and he can’t breathe. ‘I’m going to die,’ he thinks, and just as his eyes go dark around the corners, he’s pulled through the slimy portal of the upside down.
He kicks as he’s dragged against the rough ground, he can feel the debris cutting through his back and arms. He really wishes he’d kept his shirt on.
He stops, and there’s a weird chittering noise surrounding him. He comes face to face with some sort of bat that makes its way to wrap it’s tail around Steve’s neck, cutting off his air supply once again.
He feels the bats attack his stomach, he keeps one hand grabbing desperately at the animal ‘Demon,’ he corrects sourly, that’s pulling on his neck, while trying to swat away the ones that are currently feasting on his flesh.
He hears a thud behind his head, and air flows easily through his throat, followed by smacking sounds that stop the meal the bats were enjoying.
“You come here often, Pretty Boy?” A gruff voice says from behind him.
Mustering up his strength he turns and comes face to face with, “Billy.” He breathes, and for some reason, tears spring to his eyes. He doesn’t know why- Well that’s wrong. While BIlly was an asshole, he was Steve’s.
And Steve was his.
He feels a bit numb as he stands with the help of his so thought, dead, pseudo-boyfriend. Really, they weren’t ever official, just a few dates and late night sessions here and there. Accompanied by shared trauma of bad dads and broken families.
There are two collective gasps that break the staring spell he and Billy seemed to be caught in. Instinctively he grabs Billy’s hand tightly, much like he used to do those late nights at the quarry when one of them couldn’t keep it together.
“Billy Hargrove, man. I thought you were dead.” Eddie says dumbly, walking over to him, reaching for a fist bump. Billy smirks at this, “Hey, Eddie. Guess I just couldn’t stay away,” He purrs, and Eddie’s cheeks go red.
Nancy is the one to break up the reunion, saying they need to get a move on.
“Wait. You’re telling me there’s a way out of here?” Billy asks, and he gets 3 collective nods, while Eddie shrugs, “I dunno, man. This is my first time.”
The ladies lead the way while Steve, Eddie and BIlly walk behind them, bumping shoulders softly as they walk.
“So… How ya been?”
Billy turns his head, “Still as awkward as ever, hey, Munson?” and Steve is thoroughly confused by now. “How do you guys know each other?” He asks, and they both go a little red.
Billy clears his throat, “Well. Sometimes I couldn’t afford to pay for my weed… So I paid him back in… Other ways.” He says, winking at the long haired boy on the other side of Steve. Steve shakes his head.
“Are you telling me, that the weed I gave you a blowjob for… You gave Eddie blowjobs for?”
“Well, Prettyboy. In a way, yes. But he’s a little bit more experienced than you. Do the math.”
Steve stops abruptly as does Eddie, “Wait. You were. You and- King Steve?” Eddie asks, a certain surprised tone in his voice. “Look at the hair, Munson. You can’t expect a straight man to look this good. Certainly not… Well. Nevermind.” He cuts himself off, and Billy looks at him, now stopped a few feet away.
“You haven’t told anyone else, have you?”
“This isn’t the time or the place, Bills.” The old nickname slipping out on accident. It’s Eddie's turn to look confused now, “Well, I’m pretty sure we’re all very close to death, so like. Perfect timing to let out your deepest, darkest secrets.” He says.
Steve sighs, “I wasn’t born a boy, Eddie.”
“Huh?”
“I’m…”
“He’s trans, Eddie. He’s got tiddies.” Billy huffs out, to which Steve gives him a pointed look.
“Hm. Okay.” He responds. Billy and Steve share a loo, one that says, “Yeah, he’s cool.” and Eddie feels a surge of pride, and also a pang of jealousy at their silent conversation. He wants that, but with who, he doesn’t know.
Nancy and Robin are a few yards away now, stopped, looking at them. “Congratulations, dingus! Now let's go. We gotta get out of here!” Robin shouts. It’s almost like their feet are stuck to the ground, but they will themselves to move anyways.
It’s a silent agreement that they’ll carry on the rest of the conversation later, about Steve, and also about the budding feelings between… All of them.
They’ve made it out, and the tearful reunion has finished between everyone. It starts with Billy apologizing, sincerely. Sinclair. Lucas, the way I acted has no excuse. But I want you to know that I’m not actually like… That.” He says with disgust.
“My old man… He made me, and well. I just felt stuck. I never should’ve done that to you. Or you, Steve.”
A silent debate happens between the younger teens, and when all is forgiven, they are quickly reminded of Steve’s injuries.
He was the last one out, and he’s still laying on the mattress breathing heavily, face scrunched up in pain. Everyone jumps into action. Eddie grabs paper towels and a bottle of vodka from the kitchen, and Billy sits with Steve holding his hand. Robin is there too, trying to help Eddie disinfect her best friend's wounds.
“Okay, now Stevie. This is gonna hurt.”
Eddie warns, as he tilts the bottle downwards and the clear liquor comes spilling out. His cries of pain catch the attention of the rugrats, who come over to inspect. Dustin notices there's a fear in his eyes that doesn't quite match the mood. He grazes over Steve abdomen and chest, and notices two faint scars running along the underside of Steve’s pecs.
He goes to poke at them, “Watch it, Henderson.” Billy says sternly, pushing his hand away, and Dustin is confused. “What are those, Steve?” He asks, worried.
Now that Eddies is finished cleaning, he helps Steve sit up, “Look. I’ll tell you like I told Bill-” He’s cut off by Robin.
“He used to have tits, now he doesn’t.”
“Robs?!”
“Sorry, Steve. They’re cool, though.”
He looks around the room, seeing confused, yet understanding faces, “Wait. So.. How did you and Nancy… If you don’t…”
“If I don’t have a dick? Yeah, that was pretty awkward but… We figured it out.”
He says winking, and the mentioned girl's face blushes bright red. He the younger teens’ faces scrunch up in disgust.
The moment passes, and it’s daytime. Steve, draped over both Billy and Eddie, wakes up first. He pats the peaceful faces of his boys. He hauls himself off the floor, carefully stepping over the rest of the people who slept at Eddies. Which was all of them.
Steve rummages through Eddie’s kitchen, cheering when he finds a small box of pancake mix. He steals a pan, and begins cooking.
“What a house husband you are, Steve.”
Robin says, effectively scaring the shit out of him, he turns, clutching his chest. “Jesus Rob. When are you going to learn not to sneak up on someone who just almost died?” He teases, and she rolls her eyes.
Grabbing a pancake and shoving it in her mouth without any syrup or toppings she goes to sit at the small kitchen table.
“So. What’s up with you and Eddie, and Billy?”
She hums with her mouth full, crumbs falling out.
Steve’s face twists up in disgust at his friend's bad manners, and he shrugs. “I honestly don’t know. I just. I feel better when I’m around them. Like I can be myself.”
“I think we completely agree, Prettyboy,” Billy’s voice sounds from behind him, turning he sees Billy and Eddie standing there.
“Why’d you leave, you were keeping me warm,” Eddie says dramatically, draping himself over Steve’s shoulders, planting a kiss on his cheek. Steve turns bright red, and Robin takes this as her que to get out of there.
Her chair scrapes the floor and Billy wastes no time putting himself in it as soon as she gets up. Eddie pulls Steve out of his own chair, sits down and pulls Steve gently into his lap.
“We gotta talk.” Eddie starts, and Steve taps his fingers nervously against the table. “I don’t quite know… I just, you guys feel right.” He tells them, and he feels Eddie nodding as his hair brushes Steve’s back. He shifts to face him, “You’d be okay… Dating me and Billy?” He asks timidly.
Billy flashes a charming smile at both of them,”C’mon. Who wouldn’t wanna go out with all this,” He says gesturing to his body. Which, honestly, doesn't look that good after months of being in another dimension.
Eddie chuckles, chest rumbling against Steve’s rib cage as he leans against him. “I would love to date both of you. If you’ll have me.” He says, polite as always.
With that statement, Steve presses a kiss against his lips.
With a sigh he says, “I’ve been wanting to do that since you threatened me with a broken bottle.” He sinks further into his boyfriend's chest. Billy’s face contorts, “I feel like I missed something. But that doesn’t matter, both of you get over here and gimme your lips.” He demands.
Scrambling up, Steve reaches him first, diving into a deep kiss, moaning as Billy’s strong hands make his way to his hair tugging on it gently.
He feels Eddie press behind them and Steve moves his head down to Billy’s collar bones, pressing soft smooches there, as Billy and Eddie lock lips above him.
He feels secure.
He feels loved.
But the moment is ruined by demon child Dustin screeching, “Don’t go in the kitchen!”
They pull away from each other, disappointed but hopeful for the future.
eddie learning how to play steve’s and billy’s favorite songs on his guitar just by how often the two listen to them. he’s got a great ear for music, he notes the chords from the backseat of the camaro, or the front of the beemer when they’re parked at the quarry at night, smoking and laughing and getting fucked up.
steve’s having a bad night, has woken up from a nightmare that left him breathless and sweaty and his eyes are full of panic, and billy’s on one side of him, has him cradled in his arms as he shakes and eddie’s got a steady hand on steve’s back and after a moment, eddie’s moving away and he getting his guitar and he starts to very softly play heart of glass, humming along to the tune he’s heard steve sing under his breath more times than he can count.
it doesn’t take long for billy to join in, his soft voice shaping the words as he cards through steve’s hair. eventually, eddie moves into gold dust woman, and steve has settled, and billy’s tension has drained from his shoulders and he reaches out to tug eddie close too with a soft huff as they settle down again, steve safely tucked between them once more.
Hey! 28F looking for anyone over the age of 18 to write Stranger Things with. I would love to do any of the following ships: Billy/Steve (Harringrove), Eddie/Steve (Steddie), Jonathan/Steve (Stonathan), Eddie/Billy (Mungrove), Eddie/Billy/Steve (Harmungrove). Semi-canon or post canon is preferred, though you might be able to convince me into AU depending on the idea. Leave a like and I'll reach out!
I think the thing I love about harmungrove / steddilly / metalsandwich is the fact that it’s just three v sad v lonely boys with much love to give and we can make them give it to each other like they deserve 🥺
(couldnt tell which version i liked more, one of them has subtle chromatic aribation. no i dont remember which is which. yes my memory is this bad.)
STEDDILLY/HARMUNGROVE COMFORT ART BECAUSE WE'VE BEEN HAVING A SHIT FEW DAYS AND NEEDED COMFORT YEAH
context for this artwork!;
steve and eddie were hanging out at eddies place, and they hear a knock at the door. its billy, and his knuckles are all red and bloody. he, having the anger issues he does, had gotten pretty pissed off and punched a hole in his closet door. when he gets to eddies place, billys just, not having anything, and eddie basically has to drag him inside. steve goes and gets stuff to take care of billy, which is where we see the artwork!
i kinda wanna write a fic off of this, but im not rlly a fic writing person shddfhg
Steve, Billy and Eddie having to work out a schedule for the bedroom because they’re all pouty babies who feel that they’re not getting their fair share of being in the middle of the action. They’re well past being jealous about one of them having stronger feelings for the other, they just all want to be in the spotlight because who doesn’t?
I've always wanted to give a Hobbit present. So, it's my birthday, and I've finally done it!
I can't save Billy or Eddie or Steve, but at least I can edit a video where they managed to walk out from the wreckage. I wish they could have done that for real.
