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Steve had died in that interrogation room under Starcourt and now, he was stuck haunting Robin Buckley who might as well be his shortest heartbreak and long-lost twin.

The problem was she couldn't see or touch him.

No, she could hear him just fine, but physical contact was just impossible.

Steve, however, didn't care much so long as he had someone there to listen to his daily monologues. It was fun.

They bickered most of the time and while Robin always seemed sad that she couldn't hug him whenever he told her about his parents or how lonely he used to be before her, Steve was just happy with what he got.

Because even in death, he wasn't alone, and that was enough of a gift to him.

Then, the day his funeral was held, Steve was thankful that he had convinced Robin to attend considering it was how he reunited with the kids.

They all saw him.

A thing that Steve would never take for granted.

Robin didn't know what to do when they flocked around her and bombarded her with question after question, demanding to know why she was the one who got the privilege of being haunted by Steve.

"A privilege?" Robin burst into a laugh, giving them a ridiculous look.

"Of course, to think you've been haunted and actually having real conversations with a ghost every day is a revolutionary step into the spiritual science field," Dustin narrowed his eyes. "And I am very disappointed in you, Ms. Robin Buckley, for not telling me right away!"

"Just say you're jealous that Steve doesn't haunt you." Max rolled her eyes.

"You say it as if you're not jealous yourself!" Mike scowled at her.

"No, I'm not, you delusional nerd!" Max scowled back.

"Hey!"

"C'mon guys, don't fight," Lucas frowned and sighed in exasperation.

Noticing the odd looks from other people at the cemetery, Robin herded the kids into Steve's car that he had given her as a keepsake.

Once they were safely away from prying eyes, Robin clapped her hands to gather everyone's attention.

"Children!" She then continued under their curious gazes. "Steve-o here said he really appreciates that you munchkins care so much about him. But sadly, he can't leave my side. Like literally can't so if any of you want to see him, you can always seek me out whenever you see fit."

"Why are you saying all of this?" Mike squinted at her.

"Because Steve can't talk to us, obviously." Dustin responded haughtily, earning an eye roll from the other boy.

"Bingo!" Robin did a fist bump with Dustin.

Then, she held up a finger at them. "And before you ask, I can't see him. Or touch him."

She watched the kids look at the passenger seat before nodding at her.

It must be Steve who confirmed the truth, she thought.

As they went back to discussing Steve's incorporeal state, Robin had a feeling that she had unknowingly adopted a gaggle of troublesome ducklings who were going to give her grey hair very very soon.

"C'mon Robbie, it's a Halloween party," Steve begged. "Let's go have some fun! Don't your heart ache to watch your bestest friend rotting in sorrow while eating pumpkins?"

"First of all, I've never ever met anyone who uses 'heart' and 'ache' like that," Robin blew at her freshly painted nails.

"Well, now I'm your first. Didn't people always say special always come late?"

"I don't even want to correct you on all of that," Robin huffed quietly at Steve's goofy chuckle. "And no, Dingus, you don't eat pumpkins. Or if you do, I don't care."

"Please, Robbie, I just wanna have fun," Steve sighed dolefully. "It's been a long time ago since I went to a party." He sighed again and even sniffled a little.

When Robin groaned, a big grin stretched on his lips.

"Just this time." She narrowed her eyes at him, or precisely speaking, at the spot where she assumed he was sitting.

Sometimes, when she made a wrong guess, Steve would just move over to where her gaze stopped and continue talking her ears off.

"I promise you're gonna have so much fun, Robbie." Steve ruffled her hair even if his hand always passed right through her. It was still one of his hard-to-get-rid-of habits anyway.

By the time they arrived, the party was already full-blown and swarmed with people.

As Robin struggled her way through the crowd, Steve just walked beside her with barely any difficulties.

He bet she would curse him so much if she saw how comfortable he looked right now.

But then, his little moment of joy was cut short when he bumped into someone whose lips literally knocked against his.

As cliché as it might sound, he certainly felt the electricity running through his body from that single accidental kiss.

And belatedly, a realization dawned on him.

He had bumped right into someone.

He, a ghost, had bodily collided with a living human.

Shocked, Steve stepped back and was at a loss for what to do next.

Then, a shaky voice shook him out of his trance.

"Harrington?"

Staring into those scared Bambi's eyes,

Steve clenched his jaw and forced himself to not panic.

"Munson."

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Im pretty sure that happened right?!

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I can see Eddie getting really into one of those dinner murder mystery parties for Hellfire and not expecting Steve and Robin to be into it, only to find out that they both *committed.*

Like they've got outfits and fake accents and everything, and Eddie's delighted, but also they're outshining him.

Bonus: halfway through the night they swap characters, outfits and all, so Steve's in a swanky dress with pearls and Robin's in a tux.

They do not acknowledge that they swapped and absolutely refuse to break character, and it is 300% not a plot to hit on their respective crushes no matter what Dustin says.

(Max repeatedly calls out that they brought two outfits bc theres no way Robin fit into Steve's tux.

She is ignored , on grounds that Steve's dress is showing a heck of a lot of thigh and it being Robin's dress is 100% his excuse for it)

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Guys, I need to make a quick disclaimer.

I'll *NOT* be reblogging AI art in any circumstances. If I do, it's because I don't have the required skills to recognize it or it wasn't tagged as such. In this case, please contact me so I can undo the reblog.

I support artists with my whole heart and soul and I'm aware of how harmful AI art is as a tool that simply steals and steals. I don't want to feed the machine either.

This is not a call out post, of course. This is just my position as someone who follows many artists and supports their work.

Thank you.

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been seeing a bunch of posts about people going back to their steddie roots bc of s5 but i’ve never fucking left. those fuckers invaded my mind two years ago and now they’re the freezer burn in the back of my mind. yeah all those half finished steddie fics that everyone forgot about? sitting in my bookmarks like the cobwebs on my ceiling. every so often i’ll scroll through them looking like a forlorn wife in the 1940s after my husband went away to war.

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ride him cowboy

link in bio

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This.

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why is it so hard to find reader fics that are PLATONIC. like ... please !! i don't wanna fUCK these fictional bitches, i wanna be their b e s t i e ! ! ! :( :( is that too much to ask :( :( does no one else feel this way? am I GONNA have to write them mySeLF? goddammit

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Give me the fruity 4 all hanging out after Spring Break, and Eddie whips out a joint. And Steve may be very aware he is bisexual and very much into Eddie. Nancy and Robin watch in disbelief as Steve, in his smoothest voice says "I've never done this before. Can you help me, Eds?" As he honest to God bats his eyes. Robin and Nancy know damn sure that Steve has done this before and does not need help. But they watch on as Eddie malfunctions while trying to shotgun with Steve, who knows perfectly well what he is doing.

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stevie & eddie s4

(close ups under the cut)

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Octopus Eddie

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Steve when Eddie:

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Eddie takes a deep breath, and reminds himself that the rehearsal dinner is when things are meant to go wrong. He’s not going to remind Steve, because he values his life.

“I’m going to kill him,” Steve mutters, venom in his voice and anger in his eyes. Eddie couldn’t love him more if he tried. “Like commit actual, full on, patronize.”

“Patricide,” Robin corrects from Steve’s other side. “Patricide is when you kill your dad. Patronize is when you talk down to someone.”

“If I wanted an English lesson I’d have asked,” Steve says. “Now will you or won’t you be my alibi?”

“What kind of question even is that?” Robin asks. “Of course I’ll be your alibi.”

Eddie takes Steve’s hand, rubs the back with his thumb in what he can only hope is a soothing gesture.

“Why don’t we just start, Babe, and then when your dad gets here-“

Steve scoffs.

“If.”

“Oh don’t be dramatic, Steven,” his mom cuts in, though the furrow between her thin brows tells another story. “I’m sure your father’s just running late. He’s probably just running a last minute errand.”

“Oh, of course. Silly me,” Steve says sarcastically. “Yeah who cares if Dad’s late. It’s only our wedding.”

“Rehearsal,” Eddie corrects as gently as he can. “It’s our wedding rehearsal.”

“Whose side are you on here?”

“Yours.” He kisses Steve on the cheek. “Always yours. Now, forget your dad, let me say a few words and we’ll get food out for everyone. Then me and Robin can track him down, okay?”

Steve sighs, drops his head into his hands.

“Sure,” he says after a beat. “Fine. Yeah. Give a speech, Ed. I’m starving anyways.”

Read the rest on Ao3 here

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i love a good slow burn like everyone else but with steddie i love when they’re instantly obsessed with each other. no confusion about feelings no uncertainty no slow steps in the relationship. it’s been a week and they’re planning where to live together. they get matching tattoos as their second date. they’re insufferably obsessed with each other, everyone around them tries to make fun of them but they just don’t care, nothing can make them insecure about their connection. their wardrobe has become one single wardrobe for two, underwear and shoes included. they become that couple that literally cannot go anywhere without the other. their friends quickly learn oh you invited steve somewhere? you also invited eddie. you made plans with eddie? you also made plans with steve. they need to ask explicitly if they want to hang out with just one of them and they will be insufferable and sad about it the entire time, missing the other. they don’t even go to the bathroom alone. they get unlawfully married at the first month mark. nothing about this seems weird to them.

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a little more s1 steddie // steve’s trying to get eddie to warm up to him; it’s not happening yet

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what are they talking about ??? 🤭