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@eddiemonth day 26: corroded coffin

i wanna be somebody, be somebody soon, or: corroded coffin crashing on their first tour

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Steve lost confidence after Nancy and now cannot comprehend blatant flirting. Like he can flirt with someone if he starts it but if he’s not initiating? He’s clueless.

The Corroded Coffin boys have a very unserious bet going to see who can get Steve to finally realize he’s being flirted with because Eddie’s been trying for months without success.

Gareth brings him homemade food and tells him how good he looks.

Jeff makes them learn his favorite song so they can play it for him on stage.

Freddie even brings him flowers and Steve just turned bright red and stutters out a confused thank you.

The three of them are at wits end after a few weeks and finally all traipse into Family Video when they know just Robin is on shift by herself to ask her what the fuck is wrong with him.

She laughs so hard she nearly falls off the counter. When she collects herself finally she explains that after everything, his idea of friendship includes all the this stuff.

Flower, and affection and attention? All things that Steve does for her and anyone he loves. Fuck, I mean they sleep in the same bed half the time!

“Honestly guys, short of someone marching up to him and telling him that they wanna take him out on a date and make out with him, he’s not going to assume anything.”

This leaves the group in kind of a state of confusion, Eddie managing to look completely lost in thought.

It all comes to a head during their next band practice.

Steve joins them like he always does when he doesn’t have work, letting himself into the garage and flopping onto the couch with Gareth and Freddie.

He automatically tosses his feet over Freddie’s lap, tucking his head into Gareth’s lap in a blatant excuse to let Gareth run his fingers through his hair.

Eddie is running late, so they’re all just waiting when Gareth can’t hold it in any longer.

“Are you as dense about people flirting with you as Robin says or are you deliberately ignoring it? I can never tell.” He feels bad now because Steve has stiffened under his finger.

“What do you mean? Who’s been flirting with me?”

All three boys start to laugh but it makes Steve shrink further into himself.

“No, no. I’m sorry, we are being assholes Steve. But honestly we’ve been flirting with you for weeks! Freddie brought you handpicked flowers, I’ve been making you cookies and Jeff serenaded you on stage!” Gareth is trying not to notice as Steve’s face flushes deeper and deeper. “That’s not to mention everything about Eddie.”

Steve is quiet for a moment, voice sad as he asks them if they only were being nice to him because they were flirting with him.

Gareth’s heart breaks a bit as he assures Steve that they were only really trying to make him feel loved and were being silly.

“We wouldn’t have done any of that if we didn’t wanna be friends with you, babe. You just get really cute when you’re flirted with and we’re all only men. Can’t resist a pretty face.”

Gareth is interrupted by Eddie busting into the room wearing a tee shirt that proudly proclaims ‘PLEASE MAKE OUT WITH ME STEVE IM VERY INTO YOU!”

Steve very easily pulls himself upright, launching himself into Eddie’s arms with a grin, dragging their mouths together in a very loud kiss that gets the whole room cheering.

“I’ve been waiting for you for months, Munson.” Steve says, loud enough for the whole room to hear.

Gareth groans and throws a pillow off the couch, pegging it off Steve’s back.

“Don’t even act like he’s not been flirting with you for months! It’s not that man’s fault you’re dense!”

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that "who DARES interrupt our fucking jam session???" death glare

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summer of '95 [20/x] - gareth joins in on the behind the scenes photos of tour life (after the band's manager tells him to start posting more than his usual once-a-year instagram post)

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“A 5, 6, 7, 8…” Gareth counts them in, tapping the drumsticks together as they start off their rehearsal.

Eddie makes it a few lines in before a loud hiccup interrupts but makes it through, getting through the chorus and into the instrumental break before another one comes out.

Gareth stops drumming, the rest of the band mates slowly realizing that they’re stopping, Eddie hiccuping loudly as the room falls silent.

“You good?” Jeff asks.

“I’m perfec- hiccup perfectly fi- hiccup fine.”

Gareth puts his sticks down on the drum head and stands up. “Okay that’s it. We’ve gotta get rid of your hiccups. We can’t rehearse if you’re hiccuping every two seconds.”

Eddie hiccups loudly, causing everyone to turn and face him.

“I’ll go grab some ice water.” Grant says, setting his bass down to head inside.

Gareth nods and turns back to Eddie as they wait. “Try holding your breath.”

Eddie goes to take a deep breath, hiccuping in the process. He’s able to make it a few seconds before another round of hiccups starts.

“That didn- hiccup that didn’t work.”

Grant comes back and hands Eddie the water which he graciously takes a sip out of.

Hiccup

“Try another sip.” Jeff instructs.

Eddie does as he’s told, but immediately hiccups after.

“Uh, anyone know what else we can try?” Grant asks.

Gareth shrugs. “Someone needs to scare him. I’d like to get some practice in today though so the sooner we can get rid of them the better.”

Hiccup hiccup hiccup

Eddie winces. “Sorr- hiccup sorry.”

He sits down the floor, bringing his knees to his chest as he leans forward, hoping that’ll be the thing that finally does the trick.

His hiccups continue as they try everything. Gareth grabs a paper bag for Eddie to breathe into, they have him try laying upside down on the couch, and they try to scare him sporadically when he least expects it - Eddie’s pretty sure the attempts to scare him just make it worse.

Gareth looks at his watch and lets out an exasperated sigh, “Shit. We’ve spent all of practice trying to get rid of Eddie’s hiccups.”

Hiccup

“Thanks for the reminder that nothing worked.” Gareth groans.

“Sorry…” Eddie replies with an eye roll.

Just then Steve’s Beemer comes down the street which causes the boys to raise a brow in Eddie’s direction.

“Harrington picking you up?” Jeff asks.

“Hiccup yup. Van’s in the shop, remem- hiccup remember?”

Steve parks on the side of the street, stepping out of the car to greet them all in the driveway.

“Hey, how was rehearsal?” Steve asks.

Grant glances over at Eddie before turning back to Steve. “Ask him.”

“Hiccup hey, Stevie.”

Steve giggles, “hiccups?”

“Dude, you have no idea. It’s so bad and took up our entire time. We tried everything.” Gareth groans.

Steve shrugs before turning to Eddie. “I read somewhere that kissing works.”

“Hiccup hate to break it to you- hiccup but no one here is going to step up and do that- hiccup. Plus it’s not like I have many hiccup options.”

Steve chuckles, “I can kiss you.”

Jeff, Gareth, and Grant all snap their heads in his direction and go wide eyed before exchanging knowing looks with each other.

Before Eddie can protest, Jeff steps in. “That’s a great idea, man. You should definitely try that.”

Eddie glares at him before another hiccup comes, making it much less intimidating than he’d hoped for.

Jeff, Grant, and Gareth all snicker as they run back inside, leading Steve and Eddie alone in the driveway.

“Hiccup you don’t have to do that hiccup nothing has worked anyway.”

“What if I want to?”

“I’d rather our first hiccup first kiss be under different circumstances… hiccup”

Steve shakes his head as he laughs, taking a step closer.

“Please?” He breathes.

Eddie considers this, suddenly feeling overwhelmed as he realizes how close Steve is.

“Hiccup okay…”

Steve traces his hand over the scar on Eddie’s cheek, tilting his head as he brings their lips together.

Eddie kisses back, suddenly just focusing on the fact he’s finally kissing the man of his dreams rather than the reason why.

They move to deepen the kiss and…

Hiccup

Steve breaks the kiss as he bursts into laughter.

“Oh my god…” Eddie says.

“I’ve never had that happen before,” Steve laughs.

“Can we have a do over so I don’t fucking hiccup in the middle of it?”

Steve leans his head back as he wipes the tears from his eyes due to laughing so hard. “That depends on if they’re gone or not?”

Eddie can’t help but laugh himself, feeling embarrassment wash over him.

As they calm down, Eddie turns back to Steve.

“I think it worked.” He smiles.

Steve shakes his head fondly as he steps towards Eddie again, bringing him in for a proper kiss with no interruptions.

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Small town USA

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1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500

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Nice color 😍

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Reality collision where Billy shows up to school one day with a baby. No one knows who the kid is or why Billy showed up with him; but he waits to corner Steve in the parking lot. Shoves the baby into his arms unceremoniously all - "Take your spawn Harrington."

Steve's never seen this baby in his life, and if anything it looks like Billy. Brown hair sure, but the eyes,chin, and those ears are all Hargrove. He's confused even more when Billy starts babbling about holes opening up on the walls and what sounds like demo-dogs, which he shouldn't even know about!

One thing he is sure of, he definitely didn't get attacked by a demo-dog last night or run into Billy's car out near the powerplant. He definitely didn't give Billy this baby and ask him to take care of it, but someone did.

AKA Billy and Steve get stuck temporarily taking care of their alternate reality baby and it brings them together.

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I sit and think about how we’re all just walking our individual paths but sometimes our paths align perfectly with someone else’s and you either walk the rest of your lives together or it’s just for a brief moment in time and you carry on. We’re really all just walking each other home. Life is so magical.

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Billy won't ever wear a Hellfire Club shirt, much to Eddie's disappointment- despite his begging. He really likes the idea of Billy wearing one, even if he doesn't play Dungeons and Dragons.

Finally, to his delight, Billy asks for a shirt, and Eddie makes sure it's fitted to his liking- nice and snug to show off his chest and shoulders.

Billy crops it- much to Eddie's mix of shock and delight. Billy lounges around in it during a Hellfire Club meeting, grinning at every single comment- both on his shirt, and about how flustered Eddie is. Eddie keeps flushing every time Billy stretches out on the couch.

Eddie grabs Billy's one day after laundry, realizes it's the cropped one, but his own shirts are dirty. He says "fuck it" and covers it by buttoning up the bottom of his jacket, and goes about his day.

He forgets he's wearing the cropped shirt, opens his jacket during the campaign…. and everyone starts laughing. Eddie tells them all to shut up, and goes about the meeting.

When Eddie gets home, he sees Billy waiting for him, sitting on the hood of his car. Eddie gets out of the van, and Billy drops the cigarette he's smoking when he sees Eddie's bare stomach- and Eddie just grins, knowing he's won this battle.

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Billy hates the rain.

In San Diego, it rarely rains. The climate there is often called "American Mediterranean," due to the warmer winters and cooler summers, with only 40 days or so of rain a year.

Billy hates the rain because it means being stuck inside. It means not being able to escape Neil, being stuck in the house with him- or later, being stuck inside with him, Susan, and Max. He can only play his music so loud without being yelled out, and it's never loud enough to drown out the screaming between Neil and Susan, and it's always loud enough to bring down Neil's wrath.

It rains a lot more in Hawkins. Not a lot, compared to other places, if you ask around, but it's a lot more than Billy's used to, and he hates it, because it's more time under the same roof as Neil.

Which is why he finds himself in the woods, sitting in the back of Eddie Munson's van, the doors open to let in fresh air as they smoke and share a beer.

He'd just wanted to buy some weed, then drive to an isolated place to smoke in his car and ride out the rain, sober up, then drive home in time to crash, avoiding Neil altogether.

Eddie had surprised him, though.

When Billy had asked for indica, Eddie had lifted a brow.

Everyone asks him for sativa- they want the mind high, the giddiness and the "everything is funny," kind of high that makes them feel good without making them want to faceplant into the floor.

Yet here's Billy Hargrove, the newest bad boy, the new King of Hawkins High, standing in the rain, asking for indica, wanting the full-body stone that makes one sleepy, content, and agreeable before sliding into a well needed sleep.

And he wants to smoke some, sleep it off, then go home.

"Have you ever smoked indica?" Eddie asks.

"It makes you drowsy," Billy shrugs. "I've always had sativa, but I want something a bit more mellow."

"Yeah, sorry, man. I don't know if I can give you a strain you've never smoked- especially if you're gonna drive somewhere by yourself, when you don't know how you're gonna react to it," Eddie replies with a frown.

Billy wants to punch him. He's taking a risk, coming out to buy weed, and from what everyone says about Munson, the less time spent around him, the better. But he sure as hell doesn't want to drive away empty handed- and he sure as fuck doesn't want to go home, or be sober.

When Billy sets his jaw, the tendons in his neck going taut, Eddie expects a swing at his face, but it doesn't come. Billy simply shoves his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and turns to go back to his car.

"Hey," Eddie says. "Hold up."

Billy glances over his shoulder at him, and when his hair falls off his cheek, Eddie sees the barest hint of a faded bruise, and it clicks.

Hargrove hasn't gotten into a fight- not yet. It'd be all over school if he had- especially since everyone knew Tommy Hagan was the first one to talk about any fights.

"What?" Billy asks, his voice tight.

At that moment, he looks like a sad, wet stray dog afraid of getting kicked, and Eddie can't stand it. He might be a hard ass, but he looks so pathetic, despite the clenched jaw and hard eyes, that Eddie can't send him away. Eddie motions for him to come over, patting the blanket he's spread over the back of his van. "Come on. Free sample, see if you react to it alright. If you do, I'll sell you some, and you can be on your way. How's that sound?"

He can't really say no to that, and sharing a joint with Eddie Munson is better than going home.

So here he is, feeling the tension drain from his body as he leans against the inside of the van, watching the rain fall outside as he and Eddie pass the joint back and forth in companionable silence.

Eddie doesn't ask any questions, doesn't even make small talk, and Billy appreciates it- especially since he can see that Eddie is full of curiosity.

He's also glad Eddie let him have a free try- indica hits him like a sledgehammer. He's not about to fall asleep- his natural anxiety is too strong for that- but he's so relaxed, his limbs so heavy, that the thought of getting up seems like such an insurmountable task that he can't even fathom driving home.

But for the first time in a while, he feels relaxed enough that he can unclench his jaw, lie back against the panel of the van, and just listen to the rain pattering on the metal roof.

Eddie moves to the front of the van and puts the engine in accessory, the tape deck crackling to life. Metallica fills the air, and Billy hums in appreciation as he recognizes the Ride the Lightning album.

"Sorry, was a bit too quiet for my liking," Eddie says, settling back into his spot beside Billy- close enough to pass the joint, but not close enough to touch.

"No, I like it," Billy replies. "Love Metallica."

Eddie gives him a small half grin, and rummages in a cooler beside him. He pulls out a beer and cracks it open, handing it to Billy, who blinks, surprised, but takes it with a soft murmured "Thanks," and he takes a long quaff. It's cold, and smooth, and tastes even better with the indica coursing through his veins.

He and Eddie sip their beer in silence, listening to the rain and Metallica, watching the world start to darken as the sun the sets behind the clouds.

For the first time, Billy doesn't mind the rain.

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College!Harringroveson AU where they're all got singles in the dorm next to each other

And Steve has the misfortune of being the one in the middle when the war of very niche music genres begins between Billy and Eddie where they would play it louder and louder every night despite all the complaints and threats from the administration, and no one can even tell what's the difference between what they are playing is

And one day, after a consultation with Robin, Steve gets the biggest and the loudest fucking speakers he can get and just blasts the most annoying pop he could find

Only to immediately have both Billy and Eddie banging on his door, yelling at him almost louder than the music is playing

After he opens the door to finally ask them this doesn't feel nice, does it, one thing leads to another and the next morning he falls into his seat next to Robin on his first lecture of the day, disheveled, asking her what to do if he fucked two guys at the same time

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incorrect mungrove 2/?

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Byergrove shippers usually have Joyce become Billy’s mother figure.

Mungrove shippers usually have Wayne become his father figure.

Steve bringing a him a bunch of children to adore.

Argyle would give him a bunch of auntie/uncles and grandparents who try and stuff him with food every time he comes by.

So I would like to propose Stoner Polycule where Billy has a whole family unit plus siblings (Will, Max, El) and four amazing boyfriends who have to share him with

1. Wayne because “no the boy’s going fishing with me, Eddie, since you refuse to”

2. Joyce because “Billy is going shopping with me, Johnathan, he can’t go on a date right now, go with one of the others”

3. The kids because “Billy said he’d help us paint our D&D figures, you can’t take him!”

“Yeah, he’s helping me with homework too, I’m gonna fail English and not like you can help, Steve”

4. Aunties/Uncle and grandparents because “oh he’s much too thin, Argyle, don’t you feed him??? Poor thing, come with abuelita, I have something tasty for you, chico sol.”

And Bonus they also have to deal with Billy’s and their own friends stealing him too:

5. Gareth: “What? No, Billy can’t come to the phone, he’s tearing up my drum set…No, Eddie, you skipped out on practice to go suck face with Jonathan Byers, we’re keeping him.”

Jeff: “Dude he knows guitar too, where did you find this guy?!”

Frank: “If he can sing too, you’re getting replaced, face sucker.”

6. Chrissy: “wait what??? Noooo, Steveeee, you can’t take Billy out Saturday, he promised to do my hair for my date with Heather!”

7. Heather: “Yeah, no, Fridays is girls night…I don’t care if he’s a guy, he’s one of the girls, Jonathan! Why are you ever speaking to me? Ew.”

8. Patrick: “Ooooh…Yeah no. That won’t work. Billy and I do our fortnightly junkyard smashing Tuesday…Yeah, no, you can’t come. You have to wait till we’re done if you wanna take him to the movies. Wait, who even are you…? Argyle? Uh, okay.”

9. Robin: “You always hang out with Billy! I wanna hang out with Billy too! He taught me how to make my girlfriend happy scream, Steve, he’s a magician.”

10. Nancy: “No. We’re busy. Take it up with department, Jonathan.”

Max: “Yeah, Jonathan.”

Jonathan: “Why do you hate me??”

Max: “You know what you did, brother snatcher.”

Jonathan: “There are fOUR OF US???? Why do you dislike me specifically????”

Max: “Well, Steve’s not here, so I can only really bully you.”

Nancy: “She’s right, you’re a Steve replacement.”

Jonathan: “Well Steve and I are gonna kiss your brother with tongue.”

Max: “Gross!”

Jonathan: “Then I’m going to kiss your ex with that same tongue!”

Nancy: “Jonathan, oh my god, don’t be gross.”

The boys love each other but they would like to have ONE DAY WITH THEIR BLOND BOYFRIEND THANKS