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Prompt: Dog (for @sidekick-hero’s Follower Celebration)

wc: 333 words | Rated: T for Canon-Typical Swearing, Suggestive Language | cw: Mention of Divorce

Tags: The Harrington’s Get a Dog, Steve Harrington’s Mother, Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, Cuteness Aggression, Family Video

Eddie Munson vs. Chester Harrington

It’s no secret that Eddie thinks Steve is as cute as a button. Like sure, the guy is hot. A total smoke-show with no shirt on. A Greek God who somehow manages to transcend space and time to dabble in some… pleasurable nude activities with him.

But Steve is as cute as pie.

Their friends say it’s pathetic. Eddie says it’s love.

A love that he thinks might make his heart burst today because, well…

Steve might be cute, but he is exponentially cuter when cradling a tiny, caramel-coloured puppy like a baby.

Eddie clutches at his chest, glaring at what must be Steve's new puppy.

He was prepared to hate Chester Harrington. Chester, with his stupid rich-boy name, taking all of Steve’s attention. Well, that and all the nightmarish legal stuff that comes with the divorce of one’s parents.

Hence a furball for Steve’s troubles.

A tiny puff of utter squishiness that is looking up at Steve with cartoonishly big brown eyes.

Eddie balls up his fists, shaking them by his sides as Steve’s mother offers a loving sigh, “Aren’t they the cutest?”

“Extremely,” Eddie wheezes, palming at the counter for an ounce of stability.

Chester licks Steve’s nose, making him giggle.

Jesus fucking Christ, Eddie needs to bite something. If Steve’s mother wasn’t here, he would leap over the counter, drag him into the break room and –

“Chester!” Steve coos.

At his goading, Chester wriggles about and Steve and the puppy engage in some sort of cuddle-nuzzling fight, their forms morphing into a frenzied mop of brown.

“Okay, I think that’s enough,” Steve’s mother laughs, reaching over the counter, “Don’t get him too excited, I still need to get him back home.”

“He can stay with me,” Steve dotes in a baby-voice, scratching the puppy vigorously behind the ear, “You’ll be a good boy, won’t ya, my sweet lil' Chestnut?”

Judging by the shocked gasps and Chester’s bright eyes ogling back at him, Eddie thinks he might have just screamed.

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After being 4 time monster fighting champs without a lick of self preservation between all of them it's not really a surprise that Steve keeps an industrial sized first aid kit in his trunk at all times, it's comes in handy often

They make fun of him for it and to get them back for it anytime he uses it the injury gets a over the top kiss once it's all bandaged

He wasn't exactly meaning to kiss eddies injury after he ate shit walking off a curb and not paying attention but habit kicked in and before he knows it he's kissing Eddie's palm, in for a penny in for a pound, he keeps it up and kisses his other scratched up palm and both scuffed knees once he's done he asks if anything else hurts

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Real To Me

@steddiemicrofic prompt: experiment | wc 398 | Gen

Steve's never heard his heart break so loud.

"It's mutual, right?" Eddie said with a half smile. "We were just messing around. I'm moving to Chicago. Jeff and Freak are already there. I'm moving up and there's a whole city —"

A whole city of people to fuck, is what Steve heard. A whole city of people who are better than you. Steve wanted to throw up.

"— And I don't want to be someone's experiment," Eddie said nonchalantly. "I want to be loved."

Loved by someone who's not you, rang too familiar in Steve's ears.

"But we're okay, right?" Eddie asked hopefully. "Still friends?"

Steve didn't want to talk. He didn't want to open his mouth, afraid what was going to come out. He wrapped his arms around his chest, leaning hard against the counter. "Yeah," he squeaked out.

"Great," Eddie breathed. "Great! For a second, I thought I fucked all of this up and ruined everything I had with you."

Steve nodded, feeling small.

God.

Steve was so stupid.

"I'm gonna head out," Eddie said, gesturing towards the front door. "I'm leaving Saturday. I'll call you when I get there?"

Steve nodded.

"Okay," Eddie nodded. "Bye, Steve —“

"It wasn't an experiment," Steve blurted out. "Not for me."

Eddie turned around, looking at Steve with wide eyes. "What?"

"It was real to me," Steve admitted quietly. "You and me. I thought —" he swallowed the lump in his throat. "— we were together."

The silence was loud. Steve closed his eyes, waiting for Eddie to retreat, to slam the door and leave.

Except, he doesn't.

He lunged forward, hands cupping Steve's face. "Oh my god, sweetheart, I'm sorry —"

"Don't do this to me," Steve said, feeling the tears fall from his cheeks. He pushed Eddie's arms away. "I can't —"

"I'm so sorry," Eddie said. "Stevie, I thought — I love you. Please. I fucked up — Let me love you."

Steve collapsed in Eddie's arms, sobbing as Eddie continued to apologize. He thought an amicable split would be better than his own heartbreak, not even aware he broke Steve's heart in the process. That Eddie was so in love with Steve, that he was scared. That he would do everything he can to prove to Steve that he does love him.

That Steve is loved.

That he was never letting go of Steve again.

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steve joining one of hellfire's dnd campaigns but not as a player character, instead he roleplays a cursed amulet the party finds in an evil wizard's lair and he gets blanket discretion to sabotage whoever is holding/wearing the amulet, but THE PLAYERS DON'T KNOW THIS because obviously they'd just try to throw away or destroy it so steve sits next to eddie and pretends to read a book, occasionally leaning over to whisper "spider hallucination" when mike rolls a 3 on a perception check

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Steve invites Eddie over for a ‘sleepover’ early in their relationship, and Eddie turns up with a sleeping bag, nail polish, face masks, and microwave popcorn. He tucks himself into his sleeping bag on Steve’s bed and sleeps soundly the whole night.

Steve is so charmed and in love with this that he doesn’t even mind that his sexy plans had to be abandoned.

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I forgot how to hold a pen

And also I'm back from a con yay, it was fun

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Corroded Coffin has been on tour for the last couple months and they got a couple more to go. It’s been fun. A dream come true, really.

They’re playing bigger crowds every night, selling merch, meeting fans. They kidnapped someone but…

“Roll that back?”

“More like, Eddie kidnapped someone,” Gareth clarified. “That’s what I’m going to tell the police anyways.”

The silence from their manager’s side of this phone call is deafening so Eddie speaks up, “I didn’t kidnap him. I forgot he was on the bus and we left the state.”

“Felony kidnapping.”

“Shut up, Gareth,” Eddie waves off. “He’s fine.”

“He woke up screaming.”

“That’s because of the last time I was kidnapped,” Steve pipes up and then when Eddie gives him a look - and yeah, like. He doesn’t want this guy to get in trouble - he adds, “Which this is not that. It’s different.”

“See, it’s different.”

“You’re not going to make me get in a hole,” Steve nods. “Or torture me under the mall.”

There’s silence and then, “Dude, what is your life?”

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Me, You, and a Malted Milkshake for Two

@strangerthingswritersguild prompt: diner @steddiemicrofic prompt: experiment wc: 398 words | rating: M (for brief mentions of sex) | tags: hooking up, first times, didn't know they were dating

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Summary: Eddie doesn't mind being an experiment, not when Steve Harrington's involved. But…is that really all they are?

Notes: Wrote this as a little birthday present to myself. And of course for any of you who enjoy it!

Six weeks after Spring Break, while they were sharing a joint in the Munsons’ government refurbished trailer, Steve kissed Eddie for the first time. 

It hadn’t come out of nowhere. Eddie had laid the flirting on thick since the Upside Down forced Steve into his orbit. 

Invading the jock’s personal space every chance he got. Asking if Steve would give him a sponge bath when his stitches were healing. Batting his eyelashes until Steve huffed and agreed to watch The Dark Crystal for the third movie night in a row. 

What could he say? He couldn’t resist, once he’d realized he could get away with his antics with nothing more than a flush and light shove from Steve. 

Eddie just hadn’t expected him to actually take the bait. 

After that first kiss, they’d fallen into bed, and from there into a new routine. 

Steve still came over to smoke. Eddie regularly headed over to Harrington Manor with his latest Family Video rental in hand. The only change was now, more often than not, the nights ended in sloppy makeout sessions, their grappling hands shoved into each other’s pants. 

Probably said a lot about his pride–or lack thereof–that Eddie couldn’t say he minded being a dirty little secret, his friend’s first gay experiment. 

Hell, if anything, he was flattered, considering it was Steve Harrington he was talking about. 

“Hey,” Steve said, voice soft. They were sprawled out on the Harrington’s huge sofa together, a well-timed liplock having distracted Steve from the second half of Footloose. “What are you doing Friday?” 

“Uh…nothing I can’t put aside for you, my liege. What’s up?” 

“I was thinking–you, me, Patty’s Diner. Burgers and a malted milkshake to share. Whaddya say, Eds?” 

Eddie blinked, surprised. Visions from that ‘50s musical Steve forced him to sit through swam through his mind, the greaser taking the prep in a poodle skirt out on the town. 

“You know, if I didn’t know any better, Harrington…I’d say you were asking me on a date.”

“Well yeah,” Steve rolled his eyes, like Eddie was being bone-headed, “I know we can’t be, like, obvious about it, but…I wanna take you out.” 

Eddie’s heart skipped a beat. “...‘Kay. But I expect you to pick me up, like a gentleman.”

The arm around Eddie’s shoulders tightened. “Not a problem. Prepare to be wooed, Munson.”

Well. Maybe not such an experiment after all.

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Steve: Yeah, I used to like Robin but it didn’t work out.

Eddie: *Looks over at Robin*

Robin: *Dressed in baggy slacks and suspenders, a plaid button-up shirt, a blazer, thick-soled Doc Martins and a million chunky rings, bracelets, and chain necklaces.* *Choppy, short hair* *and a THUMB RING* *leaning against the wall next to Vickie* *clearly trying to be charming* *and kind of succeeding*

Eddie: I… can’t imagine why, honestly.

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Okay so like we don’t see Steve and Hopper interact at all. But with the concept of pre canon steddie and the whole Eddie being a little punk ass shithead drug dealer and Hopper always being the one to arrest him (and then also get him out of shit)

What if Hopper finds out about Steve and Eddie dating but Steve and Eddie do not know that. Then Steve and Eddie break up before s1, which Hopper doesnt know, but theres obviously still some unresolved feelings between them. So like when Hopper comes back at the end of s4 he briefly overhears about Eddie being involved and asks “where’s your boyfriend, Steve?” Knowing no one else is listening, and he has that kind and warm father like smile of his face. Steve’s face drops when it all sorta hits him that no truthful answer to that question is good or comforting or not heart breaking. Hopper notices immediately and pulls Steve into a bear hug. Steve was a parent to the kids for the last few years, and he’s finally getting something of comfort from someone that always treated him better than his own dad. Especially about something he could never talk about with anyone

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Fic where Eddie hears about Jonathan taking pictures through Steve’s bedroom window and then proceeds to spend the next couple weeks wandering around the woods trying to find where he was able to do that.

Rather awkwardly, he runs into Steve in the woods more than once. He eventually asks what Eddie is doing and Eddie panics. He says he’s birdwatching.

“Oh,” Steve says and then immediately starts telling him that he’s going about this all wrong. “Are you new to birdwatching?”

“Um…kinda?”

“I can tell,” Steve says and then launches into a whole spiel about how this is the worst time of day to birdwatching. “It’s too hot for most birds and the sun fucks up your pic - you don’t even have binoculars, man.”

Turns out Steve Harrington - coolest guy in school - is an avid birdwatcher?

Now Eddie is getting dragged out of bed at ass o’clock in the morning to stand in the woods with Steve Harrington. All because he wanted to see the guy naked.

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In which Steve is bordering on legally blind yet he's more blinded by the highschool social hierarchy

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mirror sign

written for ‘sign’ | wc: 507 | rated: g | cw: no archive warnings apply | tags: established relationship, famous corroded coffin, hard of hearing steve harrington

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Steve always wore earplugs to Eddie’s concerts.

Besides the fact that he’d already half-fucked the hearing in his left ear after several concussions, Russian torture, and standing next to several guns all going off at the same time—metal concerts were loud as shit.

But he wouldn’t dare miss one. If he could physically stand on his own two feet—even if that meant using an off-balance, temporary metal fence as support—he was going to Eddie’s concerts. He hadn’t been there when they first started playing in dingy bars, but he could be there now for the guy he saved the damn world with.

For the guy that help keep him together when the migraines mixed with the ringing in his ears and he couldn’t sleep or eat or hold his body in one piece by himself.

He tried to stand in the same general place across each venue. Eddie tended to stake a claim on the left-hand side of the stage, which he still refused to explain, but Steve could manage with that vague direction at least. It was a hell of a lot easier in a bar than a crowded stadium.

But it helped now that Corroded Coffin was huge and famous enough that they could absolutely have security “reserve” an area for their VIPs. They didn’t always know where it was beforehand, but that hardly mattered.

Eddie’s eyes scanned across the crowd at the end of the song, his final chord ringing out through the stadium and sweat-wild curls flying around his massive grin. On his first pass, he missed where Steve stood with the kids—not really kids, but they hadn’t graduated high school yet, so he was allowed—but an observant security guy nabbed his attention and pointed Eddie back in the right direction.

His curls fell over his should as Eddie lolled his head in the right direction, eyes shining with recognition. Dustin and Mike waved and screamed like damn lunatics when they saw him, nearly smacking Steve in the face.

Another reason to wear earplugs.

Eddie threw his hands into devil horns on his head and stuck out his tongue in response, the rest of the crowd going wild when they saw, not knowing it wasn’t really for them.

From the back end of the stage, Gareth smacked his drumsticks together to signal Eddie for the next song. But Eddie only turned so that his back was to half the live audience there to see him play, and raised a hand they couldn’t see up to his shoulder.

His middle two fingers curled down toward his palm, Eddie held up his pinky, index finger and thumb toward Steve. The stage lights reflected off his rings, chunky and silver.

He kept a small, secret smile on his face, curls falling into his face to block the crowd’s view.

Steve beamed at him, raising his own fingers to his chest in mirror sign to Eddie’s.

Eddie winked and blew a kiss in Steve’s direction, slinging his guitar into place, then played the next thrumming opening chord.

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Red Carpet Woes

Famous Eddie and Steve "fake" dating for the Grammy's. Eddie Munson, frontman of metal band Corroded Coffin got himself into some trouble with a male escort and the label is looking to clean up his image. Enter pop/rock king Steve Harrington, who's image is squeaky clean.

Both Corroded Coffin and Steve are nominated for awards, so they pair the two up and tell everyone they are dating.

Only none of the journalists believe that and are constantly asking Steve what he thinks of people assuming it's a PR stunt.

First interviewer: What do you say to people who think you're only with Eddie tonight as a PR stunt?

Steve: Oh fans of my music will absolutely know that's not true! My love for Eddie goes all the way back to my first album. First song I wrote about him is on there. I think it's track seven or eight

Interviewer: You don't remember which one?

Steve: Oh no, I do. But I'm not going to just give it to you.

Next Interviewer, same question.

Second Interviewer: People have been talking about you only being here with Eddie as a PR stunt, what do you say to that?

Steve: I featured on the albums of three other bands my third year as an artist and I wrote all of them, but only one of them was about Eddie.

Interviewer: Which one?

Steve winking: You figure it out.

By the time that Steve and Eddie gets to the last interviewer, it's becoming pretty clear, Steve has been shutting down these questions with little clues.

Last interviewer: You two really can't expect us to believe that hard rocker Eddie Munson and the king of pop/rock are dating. It's like oil and water.

Steve: is there a question in that?

Interviewer: When are you going to admit this is a PR stunt?

Steve: My fourth album had a lot of people featured on that one, including Eddie. One of the songs was about Eddie.

Interviewer now visibly pissed: Come off of it. Just admit that Eddie's label put you two together to help clean up his very tattered image.

Steve rolls his eyes: I've written seventeen songs about Eddie Munson, including one of the songs I'm nominated for tonight. And that's the last clue I'm giving you people.

Poor Eddie in the background going:

As he knows all of Steve's discography having played it on repeat all the time. But also because he knows the answer to the second clue. The song Eddie featured on was Steve's coming out as bisexual song about being in love with a boy for the first time. But that can't be able him, right? Because they only became friends after that (they had gone to high school together, though)

They are led to their seats and Steve leans over.

Steve: Have been trying to figure it out, too?

Eddie blushes and nods

Steve: Good. Let me know when you've figured it out, rockstar.

Steve has two songs nominated in the best rock song category: "Starlight" and "You're My Everything". But what people don't know is that the latter song isn't a romantic song: it's about Robin who helped him weather through the backlash after coming out as bi. But the only people who do know that are Steve, Robin, and Eddie.

So Eddie knows it's not that one. But he's not as familiar with "Starlight" as it's not Eddie's favorite song off the album.

Then Steve preforms "Starlight" in a white button up, with most of the buttons not buttoned, a pair of blue jeans, and some beat up sneakers.

And suddenly it all clicks into place. The song is about being love with someone you think deserves better than you.

Eddie is crying, and his bandmates are putting their arms around him, because they just got it too.

Then when Steve wins for "Starlight" Eddie kisses him on the mouth.

Eddie: I love you too. And if you want to know for how long. You'll need to go back to our first album too.

Steve laughs and kisses him back harder. Then he goes up to accept his award and he thanks Eddie, his boyfriend and inspiration for the song.

That causes an uproar among journalists, but the other musicians there and even the fans later are happy about it.

Then they live happily ever after.

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While I think that Steve could probably be a little possessive and jealous when it comes to Eddie, for the most part, he knows Eddie's his and he's not stressing too much BUT

Eddie Munson is undeniably a jealous little shit. He's giving Nancy his best side-eye every time she gets close to Steve, god forbid she actually touches him.

I think Eddie would, like, hiss and puff up at her. He's an angry little kitten over Steve because that's his boyfriend. He glares at the old ladies who coo over Steve at the grocery store. He huffs whenever one of his friends makes Steve laugh a little too hard.

He tells Jeff to back off because the man offers to help Steve with something one freaking time. Jeff is straight. Eddie's not taking any chances.

He'd rant to Robin that 'Nancy had her chance. She needs to back off my man' and complain to Steve about how touchy those old ladies can be.

It's a hand on Steve's back or arm anytime they're around other people just so the message is clear: this man is off limits. He is taken.

The problem is I think that Steve would enjoy it and that Nancy would think it's funny so even though they really are just family at this point, they fuck with Eddie for funsies. Nancy only backs off when she worries it will send Eddie into an early grave.

Poor Eddie-- just can't handle it.

But Steve really, really does love the more domineering side of his boyfriend so he has to get creative sometimes. 🤷

Flirt a little with the waiter, hug argyle a little longer than usual, comment on how muscular hopper is looking, etc. Not anything extreme, just enough to get Eddie all riled up.

Because Steve intends to reap every benefit of a jealous, demanding Eddie who just has to remind Steve exactly who he belongs to.

Eddie whenever someone gets too close to Steve:

Steve, watching Eddie be a jealous idiot:

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Cafe Sunshine

AO3 | @steddiemicrofic july prompt: sign | @steddiebingo round 2 prompt: coffee | rating: g | wc: 507 | cw: none | tags: stobin; deaf steve harrington; eddie munson learns ASL for steve; fluff fluff fluff

Eddie tries talking, flirting with him – the absolutely stunning barista at this random cafe he just stumbled into. The barista smiles softly at him for a solid minute before pointing at the pin tacked to his apron – “Hi! I’m deaf. Please be patient.” 

Eddie’s eyes widen, fingers fumbling in response – “I’m sorry.” 

The barista positively lights up, his grin turning more than blinding as he signs rather quickly.

“Ah, shit.” Eddie shakes his head, signs “I’m sorry” again. He points to his mouth and tries to speak as clearly as possible. “Can you read lips?” 

The barista’s smile dims slightly, but he nods. Eddie explains he only knows a few signs, clumsily demonstrates as the barista just softly smiles in response. 

“Hey, you know more than most people, dude.” The barista’s coworker comments, sliding up to the counter. “Guarantee you just made Steve’s whooooole day with what you know. He doesn’t really get to talk to people in ASL normally. People just don’t learn it.” They turn and sign something. Steve nods and slips away, but not before smiling and signing “thank you” to Eddie. 

“That – I barely did anything.”

They shrug, a sad tilt to their lips as they watch Steve walk to the back. “Yeah, well, barely doing anything is more than most doing nothing.”

Three weeks pass. Eddie spends every free moment studying ASL, even manages to get the advice of Steve’s coworker, and apparently best friend, Robin, on some good resources to use. He practices full sentences since he mainly knows some words and short phrases. He manages some short, very broken conversations with an incredibly patient Steve.

But, he wants to do more, to be able to talk to Steve properly, like he deserves.

“Showtime.” Eddie mutters as he walks into the cafe.

Ergo, weeks of practicing.

Steve’s smiling wide. “Morning, Eddie.” He slides Eddie’s order across the counter, perfectly prepared, as always. There’s even a tiny heart and smiley face drawn on the coffee cup. 

Eddie’s positive this man will be the death of him. 

Eddie steels himself, swallows down a lump of emotion. “Hey, Sunshine. Would you want to hang out sometime? I’d love the chance to talk to you more and get to know who you are.” He stumbles a bit, clumsily adds, “As much as you’re willing to share.”

Steve laughs, pure awe taking over his face, a deep pink dusting his cheeks. The sound sparks through Eddie’s bloodstream, lighting him up from the inside. Steve nods, “Yeah. I’d really love that.” 

Robin squeezes in next to Steve. “As much as I’d love to watch you two flirt, I have other customers to attend to.” They turn to Steve, “Take your break, nerd.”

Steve thanks them, grabs Eddie’s breakfast, drags him over to the table in the corner, nothing but pure sunshine radiating from every ounce of his being. 

Eddie’s so going to be late for work, but he can’t be bothered to care – not when Steve is looking at him like this. 

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