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While the current ongoing situation weighs heavy on our hearts, we hope this offers a little respite and fun for fellow Steddies, as well as the opportunity for folks further out to participate! We hope you can join us 💕

Hey there camper! Are you a steddie fan and near the LA area? Well then you can join Rambamthxman and I on June 20th at 1:30pm @ Alhambra Park! We are going to be bringing food, bracelet supplies, and some pins and stickers to give out!! Its all camp themed for steddie summer 😎

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well…

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Steve comes back to his and Robin’s apartment to the smell of… burning hair? He only knows this from the time when Robin would straighten her hair on a daily basis trying to impress Nancy (and she did).

But she’s stopped ever since they started dating (after Nancy said she liked her no matter what state her hair was in). So as Steve rounds the corner to the bathroom, he isn’t sure what he’s expecting, but it certainly isn’t long, black hair straightened immaculately.

Steve’s heart thuds a bit at the stranger in his home clad in a tight black dress facing away from him, but then Robin’s head peaks around the person and calls out, “Hey, Steve. Didn’t realize you’d be home so early.” She waves at him with what looks to be eyeliner in her hand. The stranger noticeably tenses up.

Steve swallows heavily, gaze desperately trying not to fall down to check out the girl’s ass while Robin is looking. “Dustin wanted some alone time with Susie so…” he trails off.

“Quit flinching,” Robin says to the woman, and really who is she?

“So, Robin,” Steve says awkwardly, “Who’s this?”

Robin peaks around the tall girl - and really she’s very tall, probably Steve’s height - with her eyebrows furrowed and nose scrunched up as if Steve is being an idiot. Steve shoots her a look of how am I supposed to know? And Robin has the nerve to roll her eyes.

“Turn around,” Robin says to the girl as if that will explain things.

She hesitates and slowly rotates around.

Steve’s jaw drops - he can’t help it. She’s absolutely gorgeous with dark brown eyes, long lashes, pale skin, and full lips. Robin did such a wonderful job accentuating her features with the heavy makeup she’s applied.

Steve has the nagging thought that she looks so… familiar.

There’s a rustling noise that Steve assumes is Robin digging through her makeup bag, but he’s too busy eyeing this girl up. “Shit, I forgot my blush. I’ll be right back.” Robin shoots past them.

Steve can’t help but send all his gratitude to Robin for leaving him alone with one of her girl friends for once. Time to lay on the Harrington charm.

“I must say, I’m not sure why she’s grabbing blush when you already have such lovely red cheeks,” Steve flirts. Not his best line, but it has the effect of deepening the flush.

The girl opens and closes her mouth a few times, seemingly speechless. Steve take a bold step forward, cornering the stranger against the bathroom sink. “Now, how come I’ve never seen you around here before? I’d certainly recognize such a beautiful face.”

For some reason, this has the girl giving him the most absurd look, similar to Robin’s as if he’s an idiot missing something obvious. Steve’s eyes flicker down to her red lips. “How mad would Robin be if I messed up your lipstick?” Steve questions. He knows it’s super forward, but he just feels such a strong pull to this stranger.

He continues flicking his eyes between her lips and eyes, experiencing an almost strange sense of deja vu. “Steve…” she says in a deep voice that sounds strangely like Eddie’s.

Eddie.

Steve’s eyes widen while flickering all over her his features. He takes in the Adam’s apple for the first time as Eddie swallows deeply. And holy shit. Oh no.

“Hey, Eddie, I found my blush! It was…” Robin trails off looking between the two. “What the hell happened here?”

Steve and Eddie make eye contact and Eddie beats him to a response. “Dear Steve was just fixing my lipstick. Isn’t that right?”

Steve huffs and nods his head maybe a little too intensely.

Robin eyes them suspiciously before saying, “I doubt unsymmetrical lipstick will mess up my art project too badly, but I appreciate it.”

Oh. The art project Robin has been talking about for weeks exploring the masculine and feminine sides of different people. And boy, Steve sure did try to explore Eddie’s feminine side.

He leaves the pair alone, trying not to have a full on crisis about Eddie being a hot girl.

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Unfortunately, those thoughts about Eddie don’t stop. Once Eddie had removed the makeup, Steve tried to rationalize that with his hair straight Eddie still looked… girly.

But then Eddie’s over the next day and Steve cannot stop staring at his lips… and his ass, which had looked so great in a dress - and even currently in jeans.

The day after that, Steve can barely form a coherent sentence when speaking to Eddie because he’s getting so lost in his eyes. Apparently they’re just as beautiful without the mascara and eyeliner.

Robin finally notices something is up when Steve dumbly reaches out and tugs at one of Eddie’s curls and states, “I liked the straight hair, but I think you look even better with the curls.”

When Eddie flushes and races to the bathroom, Robin asks, “What the hell was that?”

“What was what?”

Robin narrows her eyes at Steve. “That was a classic Harrington line. I didn’t suffer through your scoops ahoy failures and pick up nothing.”

Steve shrugs and glances down the hall where the bathroom is. As the toilet flushes Steve whispers, “Eddie was just really beautiful in drag, you know?”

Robin gapes at him and asks, “How so?”

Steve elaborates, “I mean. He has the prettiest doe eyes. And his lips are just pretty. Plus, I thought it was really cool how he was the same height as me so it was easy to maintain eye contact and probably kiss him. And he just… has such a wonderful smile and laugh. With the cutest sense of humor. Just overall, really a beautiful girl.”

Robin stares at him for a few moments. “Steve. Those are literally all his qualities outside of drag.”

Eddie chooses this moment to leave the bathroom and make his way down the hall in the middle of Steve’s crisis. He looks between the two and asks, “What did I miss?”

“Congratulations, Eddie. I think you sent Steve into a sexuality crisis,” Robin announces and her eyes immediately widen. “That’s a joke,” she clarifies but not convincingly enough for even a child to believe.

Steve groans and puts his head in his hands. This cannot be happening. He hears some type of hushed conversation occur between Robin and Eddie and then light footsteps down the hall. Steve looks up to find only Eddie in the room.

“Eddie…” Steve starts to say unsure of what he really wants to say.

“What if….” Eddie stop abruptly, “No, it’s stupid.”

“Tell me.”

Eddie looks at Steve and makes his way over to sit directly next to him on the couch. “I know you wanted to ‘mess up my lipstick’ when you assumed I was a girl-”

“Oh god. Please don’t remind me.”

“But,” Eddie continues, “Do you want to still mess up my theoretical lipstick right now when I don’t look like a girl?”

Steve stares at Eddie, noticing how close he is to him. His eyes flicker down to his lips and back to his eyes. “Yes,” Steve discovers.

Eddie nods and continues nodding, seemingly unsure what else to do.

Steve shakes his head. “But that doesn’t make sense because I still like girls. At least, I think I do. I mean, that’s why I liked you. Or, I think it is?”

Eddie stares at him for a moment, searching his face as if the answers are right there in front of him. “Steve, you know you can like both, right?”

Steve stares at Eddie because no he didn’t not know that. And oh shit. That makes so much damn sense.

His mind flashes back to all the times he had looked at other boys and found them attractive, rationalizing that their full lips and pretty smiles just reminded him of the girls he also liked. And the way they laughed at his jokes gave him butterflies because he thought he would be able to make a girl laugh like that…

Steve has got to work on his reasoning skills.

“If you don’t know, you could always…” Eddie trails off as Steve is snapped back into the moment.

“Mess up your theoretical lipstick?” Steve supplies.

Eddie nods.

“What if I just want to kiss you? No lipstick involved?” Steve asks and watches that beautiful flush spread over Eddie’s cheeks, making his heart flutter in his chest.

“I would ask what’s holding you back.”

Steve smiles and kisses Eddie. And yeah. He definitely likes boys, particularly Eddie Munson, even when he isn’t in drag.

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Do I even need to say it?

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He

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I love him he's like so freaking cool. What a fashion icon ✨️

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Messy lil sketch of these dorks! Done with stubby lil color pencils while munching on a churro 🫶🏼💕

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Steve: Mike? What are you writing?

Mike: A fanfic.

Steve: About what?

Mike: You and Eddie.

Steve: W- What? W- Why?

Mike: Eddie asked me to. I'm getting paid.

Eddie: I TOLD YOU TO KEEP THAT ANONYMOUS IDIOT!

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no one:

nobody at all:

not a single soul:

joe keery writing new songs: hey did you guys know i drive a truck?

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOE KEERY! • April 24th 1992

( credit + inspo: 1 & 2 )

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djo a bossy dom

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@subeddieweek Day 6: Possessive/Hands

Some locker room shenanigans for you all <3

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if you’re having a bad day, here’s a cute little marching band

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Joe Keery performing Fool

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get back to your heart

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This made me laugh out loud so now everybody has to see it

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So um-

Yeah...

Yeah