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OPEN STEDDIE RP!

☆-Music! AU. Post canon. The year is 1991.

☆-Corroded Coffin got signed to a record label and produced their first album the year before to very good reception and are pretty famous now. Eddie and Steve kind of fell out of touch a year or two after recovering from the events of S4.

☆-Steve’s genre of music/how he got big is up to you :)

☆-shoot me a dm continuing as Steve!

Festival season was always Eddie’s favorite. Something about the massive crowds that gathered each year, a buzz that filled the air and ignited his excitement like nothing else and it seemed the same for the rest of the band. The cheers were still echoing as they stepped off the stage. He broke off from the rest of the band before he could be pulled for an interview, thankfully.

Eddie was shirtless and covered in sweat, still buzzing with the excitement and adrenaline of being on stage as he maneuvered his way through the maze of stagehands and technicians bustling about backstage, eager to get back to the designated musicians’ dressing room for a smokee and a water. Just as he reached for the handle of said room, the door opened and Eddie nearly ran into whoever was leaving. “Woah, there.” He spoke up as he caught the figure by the shoulders before they could collide. He seemed clearly in a rush and Eddie was almost annoyed before he caught sight of the guy’s face. “Steve?”

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OPEN STEDDIE RP!

☆-strangers! AU

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After finally graduating high school, Eddie didn’t waste any time before leaving. Being in a middle-of-nowhere town only made Eddie strive for something bigger, and hopefully somewhere he could kickstart his music career into motion. The reality of living in the city was a little less glamorous than he initially thought. His financial situation had seriously begun to weigh him down. Although he’d secured himself a flat for a good price, and a “real” job, gigs were coming in slowly, and his day job bartending at a local bar barely provided enough to keep him afloat. To solve this, Eddie had begun putting up ads in search of a roommate to fill the second bedroom in his apartment. In his mind, the idea of sharing the space seemed like the perfect solution; it would solve his money issues and maybe even add a little more life to his normally empty apartment.

Eddie had been waiting for the arrival of his new roommate to move in, having what seemed to be a pleasant conversation over the phone. From their chat, Eddie gathered that the guy was actually average, not the crazy type that his friends had warned him about. Those warnings had left him feeling less than enthusiastic about someone new moving in, but at least on the surface, the guy was way more normal than Eddie was himself. He found himself sitting on the couch in the living room, the TV flickering in the background as nothing more than background noise as he busied himself by sewing some new patches onto his vest. Eddie paused as he heard the fateful knock at the door, stepping over to glance through the peephole before pulling the door open. “Hey,” He greeted the man at the door, a half-smile on his face. “Steve, right? Well, welcome in.”

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STEDDIE RP!

☆-season 3 AU

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“This blows,” Eddie murmured to nobody but himself. He’d thought he’d been scoring a great job when he applied to work at the Sam Goody in the mall, seeing as Eddie actually liked music, and he’d really been trying to get his life together after failing to graduate. The novelty of working at a record store quickly wore off after Eddie realized the only people who came in there were tasteless preps that only wanted whatever was ‘cool.’ That was if anyone was in there at all, since the store was pretty empty most days. Eddie supposed he should’ve foreseen it, seeing as anyone who actually cared about music could get the same record for about half the price at a local store.

Whatever, Eddie thought as slipped from behind the counter, not even bothering to take off the little nametag they had him wear. This was his job now and he would have to deal with it. Maybe it was a bit early to be leaving for his lunch break, but Eddie didn’t care. Which was how he found himself wandering to the ice cream place next door, strangely entranced by the awful jaunty music and the scent of cherries. He stepped up to the empty counter, deciding he could use a treat, anyway.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-takes place in S2

Eddie fucked up. What had started as an innocent transaction between him and some jocks had quickly turned bad when Eddie didn’t just lay down and take whatever choice words they called him under their breaths. And yeah, maybe it wasn’t the smartest idea to try his luck and make a certain comment in return when he’d walked there and didn’t have a getaway ride. Eddie honestly surprised himself with how long he outran them, seeing as they were athletes and he was quite the opposite.

That is, until he took a rogue turn between two fancy houses and was met with a dead end. Fuck. Looking for any way out, Eddie laid his eyes on an open window, and made a split second decision, the thundering of footsteps catching up to him. He hoisted himself over the windowsill, tumbling into what he soon figured out was a bathroom, just as he heard the voices approach. They gave up pretty quickly, looking around for a moment before their voices were fading and Eddie could finally breathe again.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-takes place in S2!

Eddie never really was a party guy. Parties were just the rich popular kids’ excuse to get wasted. Although he still believed so, Eddie found himself at one of said parties. Which wasn’t all that strange as he often passed through to offer some weed or a pill to partygoers, but this time was different. He figured he could stick around a little even if he was out of supply. Why not? He didn’t have anything better to do, but overall, the party was boring. At least for him. Maybe it was the fact he didn’t really know anybody. He moved around the place, chatting up a few guys whenever he got the chance, but it never got anywhere. Eddie was definitely tipsy, but not all that far gone as he weaved through people to escape to the backyard to take a breather. As he stepped through the door, he noticed a guy leaning against the wall. As they met eyes, Eddie recalled who he was.

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STEDDIE RP!

☆-shoot me a dm continuing as Steve!

☆-takes place before S4.

The bell hung on the front door of Family Video jingled, signaling the entrance of a customer. Eddie entered, hair tied up in a lazy ponytail to keep it up off his neck. It was a sunday afternoon, so Eddie’s plans weren’t much other than just smoking and watching a movie all by himself. He’d already been through any movies he had back at his trailer, which was how he found himself wandering about the video store. It took him a moment to decide what he wanted, even though whatever he’d pick out would probably inevitably end up as mostly just background noise. He made a selection with an interesting enough cover, taking the movie up to the counter, and promptly pausing as he set eyes on the cashier. He recognized him nearly instantly, sliding the movie over to him over the countertop. “Well, would you look at that? King Steve, right?” Eddie asked, a grin on his face as he leaned his hip into the counter.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-Eddie lives AU

Eddie doesn’t see himself falling asleep anytime soon. He’s been tossing and turning for hours now, and he thinks maybe it’s the nightmares of the supernatural shit that went on just a few weeks ago, or maybe it’s the fact he’s in someone else’s house— in a cold bed, with cold sheets. Probably both. Eddie blinks blankly at the ceiling as he listens to the ticking of the clock on the wall and then the sound of the AC kicking on. Maybe he should be more grateful. Steve letting him stay in the guest room is pretty generous of him. Eddie turns on his side for what feels like the hundredth time that night, ears just barely picking up on the soft, almost inaudible knock that comes from the door before it creaks open. Eddie sits up, before relaxing as he recognizes the figure in the doorway. “Steve?”

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STEDDIE RP!

☆-shoot me a dm continuing as Steve!

☆-takes place in season 2

Eddie never really was a party guy. Parties were just the rich popular kids’ excuse to get wasted. Although he still believed so, Eddie found himself at one of said parties. Which wasn’t all that strange as he often passed through to offer some weed or a pill to partygoers, but this time was different. He figured he could stick around a little even if he was out of supply. Why not? He didn’t have anything better to do, but overall, the party was boring. At least for him. Maybe it was the fact he didn’t really know anybody. He moved around the place, chatting up a few guys whenever he got the chance, but it never got anywhere. Eddie was definitely tipsy, but not all that far gone as he weaved through people to escape to the backyard to take a breather. As he stepped through the door, he noticed a guy leaning against the wall. As they met eyes, Eddie recalled who he was.

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STEDDIE RP!

☆-shoot me a dm continuing as Steve!

☆-un est. friends with benefits

☆-(BEGGING. for rp partners atp)

Eddie breathed out a puff of smoke from his cigarette, Steve having left him unattended to go use the bathroom or something. Eddie wasn’t exactly paying attention to whatever excuse Steve had given. The metalhead had a lot on his mind regarding Steve and the weird little groove they’d fallen into, relaxing into Steve’s bed he was sprawled across as he inhaled. He’d come over at Steve’s request, for once, which wasn’t often, with how paranoid Harrington seemed when it came to this stuff. Eddie could feel him pulling even further away recently, less interested in the sex and even more distant in the aftermath. But he doesn’t mention that to Steve. For fear of breaking the delicate balance that is their relationship. Just then, Steve trails back in, and Eddie clears any dejection from his gaze, just exhales through his nose and smiles lazily, giving Steve a curious look.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-post s2

Steve wakes up with a throbbing headache. Which isn’t so new to him these days when he throws himself into long nights of partying every other night to try and make himself stop thinking about Nancy, or any of the supernatural shit he’s been dropped off the deep end into. He grumbles as he pushes himself up into a half-sitting position. blinking to adjust his eyes. His face hurts, still healing from his what went down at the Byers house.

He’s only in boxers. And.. This isn’t his room. And there’s a pair of arms he’s tangled in, following them to the body they’re attached to, and freaking out even more at the fact it’s Eddie fucking Munson.In a sort of panic, Steve prys Eddie’s arms from around himself as the memories come flooding back, sitting up quickly. That ends up being a mistake, Steve groaning unappreciatively at how his head pulses in response.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-Kas!/ Vampire!Eddie

Steve’s first mistake is his insistence on sleeping on the couch. After all the shit everyone had gone through the past years, he found that it eases him some to sleep on the couch both so he has easier access to his father’s alcohol cabinet, and also so he can be up at a moment’s notice, like now, when he hears something outside his back door. A part of him knows, it can’t be anything. It’s probably just a raccoon or something. Steve was never truly asleep but the noise is clear enough to bring him to investigate. That’s his second mistake. Third being how he didn’t arm himself, assuring himself it can’t be anything but some animal and took only a flashlight out with him to the back porch. Maybe he’s just trying to force it to be true. He stands out there on the back porch all alone, inhaling a breath as he switches on the flashlight and sweeps the light over the porch.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-s2 au!

Life fucking sucked. Steve was bullshit. According to Nancy, at least. His whole relationship with her was apparently bullshit, and it was far too late to put up a front, to hide his emotions and say he never really liked her anyway. Putting up fronts was all Steve seemed to be good at lately, and quite frankly, he was fucking sick of it, just about ready to storm off back to his empty home to spend the rest of halloween night alone. Except he soon realized he had somehow locked his keys inside. The keys glinted in the moonlight, mocking him from their place on the driver's seat. Steve resorted to yelling frustrated curses into the outside air, just until the anger wore off and he leaned against his car as pathetically as he felt, sliding down slowly to take a seat on the ground.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-Spiderman!Steve, Eddie’s his roommate

☆-anything not specified is up for interpreatation!!

Steve lazily webslings his way to the fire escape in the alley between his apartment and the building next to it, hidden in the shadows as he pulls open the window and crawls through into the living room and he sort of just lets himself tumble onto the couch positioned in from of it. With a sigh, he tugs off his mask. He just needs... A second. He’s pretty roughed up from all the fighting, but it’s not the worst his body has seen, though he knows he's all bruised and cut up, and /god,/ does his side hurt.

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-hcs encouraged!!

Eddie stirred as he felt the pleasant warm body next to him shift, half-conscious as his hands searched for that tender warmth to pull close again, but coming up with nothing, which drew a sleepy, frustrated groan out of him. It wasn’t often that Steve slept over after everything, and Eddie was content on snuggling into him for eternity, but of course, the guy was awake already. Eddie pressed his face into his pillow, hand blindly searching for Steve. “Stevie,” Eddie murmured out, voice all rough and sleepy and muffled by the pillow. “Why’re you up?”

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STEDDIE RP!

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☆-post s2 au!

Steve felt… uneasy. To say the least. After everything that he had been through in Hawkins, he found it wasn’t too unusual to be feeling less than okay. At that point he was just doing his best to get his degree so he could hopefully get the hell out of there. Most days Steve barely fought his way through the school day, fully paranoid and sleep-deprived. But a solution presented itself, in the form of a drug deal with Eddie Munson. Steve had approached him first, having tagged along with Tommy a few times to pick up some weed before parties. Other than that.. Well, Steve really didn’t know a whole lot about the guy. Besides rumors. And he’d learned by then those were not to be trusted. So there he was, pulling up to Eddie’s trailer on a Saturday night as per the man’s request, spending too long just lingering at the doorstep before he actually lifted his hand and knocked.

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QUICK ABOUT:

hello everybody!! my names vic (grim works too) and since omegle closed down, i thought id make a page to keep all my starters!!

☆-i mostly write starters for steddie! (others may be sprinkled in tho!)

☆-just dm me your reply to the starter if you’d like to rp :)

☆-just lmk if you’d want to move to discord or email if that’s your thing!

below are tags to search to find my starters easily! ๋࣭ ⭑

☆- Steve tag(to play steve)- *steve

☆-Eddie tag(to play eddie)- *eddie

RP PREFERENCES

☆- i switch between steve and eddie per starter! (mostly play eddie tho)

☆-i dont really have any triggers at all so you can really go wild if you feel like it! (begging for darker angsty/more complicated storylines,,,,,)

☆-i love headcanons, (especially the ones that are borderline ooc) and am very open to you interpreting the starter however you’d like!

☆-i do take requests, and feel free to use my starters as well if you’d like!

☆-i dont do genderbends unless both characters are genderbent! (trans aus are completely fine with me tho just ask!)

☆-if i dont respond for a while, im probably busy (in college rn) or asleep and will get back to you asap!!

thats all! hope to rp with you alll soon ^_^