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Eddie whose band never makes it big. They hang up their dreams after a few years of trying, and Eddie becomes a studio musician, playing for other bands but never really sharing his own music anymore. He ends up playing guitar on the debut album for up-and-coming artist Steve Harrington, and Eddie is ass-over-tit for the man the moment he sees him.

Steve technically plays pop, but there's an edge to it Eddie likes, and it turns out Steve likes Eddie's playing a lot. He likes that Eddie's a bit more heavy-handed with his guitar, likes the rough, metal edge Eddie brings to his songs. They end up spending time together after the recording sessions, both of them hanging out in a spare room, talking and throwing music back and forth.

By the time they're done recording, Eddie has the biggest fucking crush on Steve. He knows that Steve is gonna be big, and is proven right when the album releases a few months later. Eddie listens to it on loop, reliving the days he spent with Steve and the rest of his band and regretting not asking Steve out.

So he's surprised about a month later when he gets a text from an unknown number that turns out to be Steve, telling Eddie that he really enjoyed recording with him, and would Eddie be interested in joining him on tour? It's approaching quickly, and Steve says he can't imaging touring without Eddie's guitar backing him up the whole way.

Eddie agrees and is finally able to somewhat live out his high school dreams of going on tour, of playing to thousands upon thousands of people at a time. He and Steve have great chemistry on stage, and Steve isn't afraid to give Eddie his moments to shine, blasting through guitar solos that have people screaming.

He dances around his feelings for Steve, too afraid to say anything just in case Steve turns him down, or worse-- asks Eddie to leave the tour.

It all comes to a head during the last show. They're just finishing up the last song before the encore -- an upbeat, hopeful number about finding love in odd places -- when Steve bounds over with a manic determination and kisses Eddie.

Square on the mouth, in front of a stadium full of people.

Eddie kisses back-- he can't not kiss back-- abandoning his guitar in favor of clutching at Steve, keeping him close as he pours months and months of feelings into the kiss.

Steve breaks it when the cheering of the crowd becomes overwhelming, and he just beams at Eddie. "We're gonna write the next album together, okay?"

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so i thought to myself tonight: oh i have a new fic that's getting relatively close to being done, and i haven't shared ANYTHING for yet at all. i can use it to finally catch up on wip word games i was tagged in!

y'all...

i was given 21 words 😐

@estrellami-1 @wheneverfeasible @steviewashere @ladykailitha @mugloversonly @derythcorvinus

so y'all suck.

i'm not doing all of those 💀

so i'm just gonna pick one per person and call it bc this is ridiculous 🫠

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it is in fact the reason i didn't say anything for like 5 minutes lmao

the people needed to know babe

@estrellami-1 girl gimme back the brain cell can't you see i was using it 🤨

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@estrellami-1 girl gimme back the brain cell can't you see i was using it 🤨

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hi, hawkinsbnbg here. 👀 pls

hello friend :) i bring you more arranged marriage!

(this fic is getting a little out of hand; it's currently just under 3500 words with still a lot of story to cover oops)

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“Okay. Great.” Eddie wasn't quite sure what the next step should've been, but he knew what they needed to do.

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👀 arranged marriage

hi hello :) here ya go :)

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“As long as you're sure.”

Steve nodded. “I'm sure.”

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👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 BEGGING for arranged marriage actually

oh why of course :)

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Steve sat quietly for a moment, fidgeting with his fingers. When he finally spoke, his voice wavered a little. “I think, if I don't go through with this, I will have more regrets about where I let myself end up, than I ever would about this."

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🏒 and ofc this!!!!!! Love your hockey au :)

we love a good hockey au :)

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God, what he wouldn't give to be at that game. He hated when their tour dates overlapped with Steve’s season. It was less about the sport of hockey itself, and more about Steve.

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🩸🩸🩸🩸MAFIA AUUUUUU

hehehe mafia au my beloved 🥰🩸

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Two months later, he was forced to accept the marriage proposal with his parents practically breathing down his neck the whole time. The ring was pretty, but it wasn't Steve’s style. Not that it mattered.

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there's also another, super secret, thing in this fic that no one knows yet 😉

👀 as always because I’m a fiend for arranged marriages 👀

oh but of course! more than 3 sentences bc i didn't wanna end in the middle of dialogue :)

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Eddie eyed him carefully. “Are you sure you want to do this, Steve? You don't have to. I’ll help you find another way.”

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i just love how hyped you are for this fic 😭💜 writing it has been so much fun i can't wait for you to see the whole picture 💜

👀 as always because I’m a fiend for arranged marriages 👀

oh but of course! more than 3 sentences bc i didn't wanna end in the middle of dialogue :)

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Eddie eyed him carefully. “Are you sure you want to do this, Steve? You don't have to. I’ll help you find another way.”

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👀

:)

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Eddie frowned. “You sound like you're trying to convince yourself just as much as you're trying to convince me. I don't want you to do something you're going to regret.”

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👀 as always because I’m a fiend for arranged marriages 👀

oh but of course! more than 3 sentences bc i didn't wanna end in the middle of dialogue :)

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Eddie eyed him carefully. “Are you sure you want to do this, Steve? You don't have to. I’ll help you find another way.”

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🏒?

love hockey aus 🥰

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The radio broadcast blasted through Eddie’s phone speakers as he paced the green room. Time was cutting close. They were due to be on stage soon, but Eddie needed to wait for the end of the game.

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WIP Weekend

tagged by @estrellami-1 :)

post one emoji per wip and write three NEW sentences every time someone sends the emoji to your inbox

current wips:

👀 arranged marriage

🩸 mafia au

💀 angst

💊 addict!eddie

🏒 hockey au

no pressure tags: @fkinkindagauche @hawkinsbnbg @just-my-latest-hyperfixation @ladykailitha @mugloversonly @steviewashere @wheneverfeasible

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me when i like a song: 🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂🔂

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the kids turning to Steve and Eddie mid-conversation and asking "top or bottom?" and they both blush and stammer and Steve's like "I don't see how that's any of your business!" and Dustin looks at them exasperated. "bunk beds, Steve. bunk beds."