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Socially awkward nerds are kinda fucking hot tbh. oh ur infodumping okay well why don't you dump a load inside me too while ur at it.

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Never has been, never will be.

sometimes it isn't all that funny to be queer in 1980's Indiana ig

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Dustin Henderson says a lot of things.

Eddie can relate.

He too, says a lot of things, many untrue, many more weilded in defense-- if not of himself or others, than the principles that guide his doctrine.

Hawkins is a shitty small town, full of equally shitty, small minded people. It's easy to sell a lie.

Be a magician, and make them all look at one hand while you make the real magic happen with the other.

So he gets it, when Henderson swears his (former?) babysitter Steve Harrington is "a good dude we can call for help" when Van Helsing's engine gives out, stranding them.

He understands when Henderson doubles down when called out, storming his way to a payphone.

Eddie even applaudes the dedication to the bit when Henderson actually fakes the entire damn phone call.

At no point does he honestly believe The Hair himself will show up to rescue a mixed crew of Hellfire members because some nerdy kid called him.

Dustin Henderson, Eddie learns some odd 30 minutes later, watching Steve fucking Harrington flip a wrench lazily in the air, is the smugest freshman on the planet when hes proven right.

Eddie kind of wants to murder him a little, and he thinks he might once Harringtons biceps stop flexing like that.

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what if I host my own big bang for stranger things but specifically it's for fics/art that would get you canceled and doxxed immediately

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Vampire Eddie who uses mind whammy powers to get his victims to sit on his lap so he can drink his snack in comfort. His powers makes humans go into a blank state with no memory of anything happening afterwards. One night Eddie meets Steve and Eddie's not even hungry Steve is just so hot and smells so good that he has to have a taste. He invites Steve to his booth at a club or whatever, and Steve happily agrees. Once there Eddie commands Steve to straddle his lap. Steve enthusiastically does so. Eddie bites him, and Steve moans. Mind whammied people don't have any emotion or feel anything, so Eddie pulls away in shock. Steve pouts at him for stopping. Turns out Steve is immune to mind powers but is Very Down to be kinky with the hottest guy he's ever seen.

And then they fuck about it.

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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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Fic where Eddie starts finding all these little notes with ‘Munson’ written on them. He unfolds the paper and written inside is a single letter.

He gets a K, an O, an R, and so and so until he can rearrange the letters to spell S K U L L R O K.

He never finds the C and thinks maybe it’s a clue to who is sending them.

He thinks briefly when he’s hiking out to Skull Rock that maybe Chrissy Cunningham was leaving him the notes. She’s been smiling at him in the hallway more lately, but no.

No.

He definitely made a mistake coming out here. He’s probably about to die because - “Harrington? What the fuck.”

“Finally,” Steve groaned from atop the rock. “About time, Munson.”

“Did you - Are your little friends planning to jump out and attack me?” Eddie asks, scanning the horizon. “Or is this some eleborate way to ask for drugs?”

“Why would I bring my little friends to the make out rock?” Steve asks, making a face at the thought of bringing Dustin up here. “Gross.”

“Why would you bring me here?”

“Oh,” Steve says, realizing that - “I don’t know. Just bored. Figured you were good at word puzzles.”

Eddie just stares at him and Steve stares back, unashamed and unabashed. Eventually, Eddie sighs, “What is the significance of leaving out the C?”

“I forgot the C? Damn it,” Steve swore and then shrugs, “Whatever.”

There’s silence and then Steve asks, “Since you’re here, wanna make out?”

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Steve and Robin who are professional crashers. Weddings, funerals, proms, parties, conferences… exclusive Hollywood elite clubs, the red carpet a couple of times, and even the set of Corroded Coffin’s new music video.

“Heyyy,” Eddie says, slowly, deeply confused seeing two strangers not in staff uniforms snacking off his private table. He’s pretty sure he’s met all the actors for the day. “Can I help you?”

The girl, gaping and wide eyed, slowly puts down her donut. But the guy with his back to Eddie doesn’t even turn around.

“Oh sorry, I’m Ed’s boyfriend,” he says over his shoulder, eyes locked on the leaning tower of finger foods he’s got balancing on a plate. “We got bored in his trailer and just thought we’d look around.”

“Ed?” Eddie asks, bewildered. “Boyfriend?”

Still gaping, the girl starts flapping her arms at the guy.

“Yeaaah? You know, Eddie Munson?” he replies, voice dripping with amused derision. Finally, he turns around, smirk fading and, oh fuck, Eddie’s in trouble. “Oh,” he says now, “uh.”

“Oh fuck,” says the girl, and she starts frantically stuffing her bag with food.

“Now, hey,” says the guy, a new, impish smile spreading across his pretty face, and oh god, where is Gareth when Eddie needs him? “We don’t want any trouble, handsome,” he says, putting down his plate and stepping into Eddie’s space with what can only be described as swagger. “I’m Steve, and this is Robin.”

The girl waves, still stuffing her bag frantically.

“We’re big fans,” Steve purrs.

And see, Eddie might be a famous rockstar—8 world tours, Super Bowl performance, 5 albums, 4 platinum, a Grammy and an Oscar—but he’s never, ever figured out what to do in front of a pair of pretty brown eyes and a nice ass. Never.

“Uh,” Eddie says. Is that chest hair? “I’m Eddie.” Oh, god. “Nice to meet you?” Oh, fuck his entire life.

Steve’s smile is down right evil. “Oh, I promise,” he says leaning right into Eddie’s ear. “I can be very nice.”

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Tommy spent so much time curbing or covering up the geekier aspects of Steve so they didn’t spend high school stuffed in a locker. He did a good job. Everybody thinks Steve and - by extension - Tommy are the coolest people in school.

But it does kill a little part of Tommy when they overhear some nerds talking about comic books. He will see Steve perk up right before he remembers that they don’t like that stuff anymore and dim again.

Seeing Steve after their friendship ended is always a little hard but he has to smile a little when he walks into Family Videos to a heated debate where -

“No, no. You’re wrong,” Steve is saying. “You marry Batman. He’s rich. You fuck Superm- you obviously fuck Superman. He’s an alien. You don’t want to sleep with an alien??”

“You don’t want to sleep with Wonder Woman???”

“I didn’t say that! I’m just-“

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Reblog to give prev the power to write their fanfiction

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something i’ve kind of noticed with the surfacing of this whole “the best smut is a character study” kind of mindset is the pipeline to a borderline “when i write porn i do it intellectually unlike some of you SICKOS” type of mindset and i just wanted to remind you especially in our current political atmosphere that writing porn doesn’t have to be intellectual to have value. it can be just horny. thanks

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Callahan: *remembers when he was dating Steve’s kindergarten teacher and she said that Steve had trouble reading*

Callahan: *remembers how his cousin was Steve’s fourth grade teacher and she said he struggled with the assigned reading*

Callahan: *remembers when he joined a game club and Randy Clarke kinda implied that Steve was the reason he stopped having students read out loud*

Callahan: *has been waiting in line behind Steve for what feels like forever while he squints at the menu*

Callahan: Do you still not know how to read?

Steve: ?

Dustin: He’s dyslexic, you asshole.

Dustin: Wanna make fun of Max’s wheelchair next?

Callahan: Oh, I. No-

Dustin, loudly: Hey, everyone! Gather around. This guy is gonna make fun of a girl with a wheelchair.

Callahan: I’m not gonna-

Max, doing the funniest thing she can do: *starts crying*

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Hang it in the louvre or whatever

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Fic where Steve brings someone back to their shared apartment and Robin is just like, “That’s a vampire.”

“His name is Eddie.”

“Eddie is a vampire,” Robin says. “You’re dating a vampire.”

“He’s not.”

“He’s drinking your blood right now!”

Steve looks over where Eddie is lapping at a little cut on his arm. He looks back at Robin and shrugs, “He has a kink. We discussed it.”

“He’s going to suck you dry and then-“

“I certainly hope so!”

“Shut up. And then he’s going to kill me and drink my blood.”

Eddie lets up on Steve’s arm and informs her, “I’m gay. You’re not my type.”

“Oh,” Robin says. “Well, thank god for that. Do your kinky shit in your room and don’t kill him.”

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Eddie getting black out drunk one night after a show, ends up getting hot and heavy with a guy who reminds him a lot of Steve Harrington - tight bod, floppy hair, boy next door smile - but is obviously not him because obviously that dude is long gone after he graduated, and he would obviously never stick Eddie Munson's dick in his mouth, so.

He wakes up the next morning in the dude's bed. He's never spent the night at someone's place before so of course he panics, up and out of the bed before he even gets a good look at the guy. He tip toes through the, admittedly nice, house and out the front door without a backwards glance.

Where he's confronted with a shiny maroon BMW and beyond that the affluent neighborhood of Loch Nora.

Hmm...

He immediately tip toes back into the house and gets right back into bed.

Steve rolls over and grumbles, mostly still asleep, as he pulls Eddie into the little spoon position.

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steve (steddie) era is back