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So ur telling me that I posted this and Noah liked. What the FUCK YALL😭😭😭 So in conclusion the voice is real and Byler is endgame goodnight

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Steve’s maternal grandfather was a classically trained pianist. He traveled all over the world as a concert pianist before retiring around the time Steve was born. He takes a job as a church pianist and buys Steve a baby grand piano so he can teach his only grandson how to play. Steve learns how to play piano and read music before he learns how to read books.

His grandfather dies when Steve is 9, and his mom gets upset whenever she hears Steve playing, because it reminds her of her dad, who chose the piano over her most of her life. So, Steve stops playing, not wanting to upset his mom. She tried to sell the piano, but no one in Hawkins is interested, so it stays covered with a bedsheet and locked away in the former music room.

Steve picks it up again when his parents start fighting and his mom starts going on business trips with his dad. He finds himself spending long nights at the penchant, fingers dancing across the ivory keys. He’s rusty at first, but playing the piano is a lot like riding a bike — you never really forget.

He keeps his talent a secret, though. Keeps the piano locked away in the old music room when Robin and the Party is over and doesn't let them down that hallway. Likes that he has something for himself, though he does have moments where he wishes he could share his talent with his found family.

Eddie’s the first person he tells.

They’re hanging out together in Steve’s living room. Eddie’s got his acoustic slung across his lap. Fingers moving up and down the frets. His brows are furrowed, and his lip is tugged between his teeth. He’s been stuck on the same melody for days now and Steve offered up his place, hoping a change in scenary would rid him of his music block.

It hasn’t.

“Jesus H. Christ” Eddie swears, gently moving the acoustic to the side. He throws the rest of his body down on the rug.

“You’re being too hard on yourself, Ed’s. It sounds great.”

“You’re just saying that cause it’s not loud and obnoxious.”

“It is different than your usual sound,” Steve hums, gently guiding himself from the couch down to the floor next to Eddie.

“Jeff wrote a love song for this girl he’s seeing. But he's always sucked at the music part, so I said I’d give it a shot.” Eddie says, raising his arms in the air in front of his face. He starts to fiddle with the large skull ring on his finger. “I think the melody would sound better on a piano but none of us can play so, my acoustic will have to do.”

Steve's not sure why he does what he does next. Maybe it's because Eddie is right, and the song would sound better with a piano, or maybe it's because he'd move the moon and starts to make Eddie Munson smile. Whatever the case, Steve stands. Offers Eddie a hand and hoists him with him.

He starts walking down the hallway towards the room no one even knows exists. Eddie hot on his heels.

"Don't tell me you've been hiding a secret sex dungeon," Eddie teases as Steve raises to his tiptoes to grab the key hidden on the top of the door frame.

"If I had a secret sex dungeon, don't you think I'd have shown it to you by now?" Steve asks, hip-checking Eddie out of the way so he can get to the door knob.

"Fair point," Eddie says.

Steve can tell he's about to say something else, when the door clicks open. The baby grand is still covered with a white bedsheet, but it's easy to make it out. Especially for a music expert like Eddie.

"Holy shit," Eddie says, slowly moving closer to the center of the room as if he's going to startle the piano. "Is that what I think it is?"

Steve nods and begins rolling up the bedsheet exposing the beautiful black, shiny baby grand piano. He tosses the sheet aside and takes a seat at the bench. Carefully lifts the keyboard cover and pats the bench next to him. Eddie joins instantly.

"You can play?" Eddie asks as Steve's fingers start moving across the keys. He starts with something simple, the melody to "Twinkle Twinkle," before moving on to one of the formal pieces his granddad taught him. Eddie sits motionless, eyes darting between Steve's profile and his fingers dancing across the keys. When Steve stops, Eddie lets out a gasping breath. Playfully bumps his shoulder with Steve's. "You son of a bitch! You have been holding out on me!"

"Maybe a little," Steve chuckles. "But not about having a sex dungeon."

"You sure about that?" Eddie says, moving in closer. He rests his head on Steve's shoulder and angles his face so his lips are right next to Steve's ear. "I hear sex on a piano is pretty amazing."

Steve blushes, feels the butterflies fluttering in his gut. He laughs, shrugging Eddie off his shoulder. Playful. Bashful. "Come on, we've got a song to write."

Eddie looks at Steve, even more bewildered than before. This time Steve meets his gaze, takes in Eddie's woofish smile that he's trying to hide behind a strand of hair and his blown pupils.

"You really are my wildest dreams come true," Eddie moans, stealing a kiss. It's a quick but passionate. A reminder that they're not done yet. "Alright, let's get this song done so we can really break this piano in after."

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sharing hobbies??? nicknames???? just kiss already ffs

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after writing this fic about Will finding out about Steve and Eddie, I can't stop thinking about what happens afterwards.

Will finds out about Steve and Eddie, then Robin and Will find out about each other, and then Steve and Eddie find out Will knows about them and Robin. it's the Spider-Man pointing meme but for the queer members of the Party recognizing each other. suddenly Will's world of queer people goes from a whopping one (himself) to four, and, woah, he has three older siblings that he didn't even ask for. in an instant, Will becomes part of Hawkins' most exclusive and most secretive club, with all the privileges that come along with it.

imagine, for a second, how that would be for the rest of the Party.

Will has been gone in California for most of the past year, and then he's back in Hawkins for like, a couple months, tops, and then out of nowhere he becomes the favorite child of all of the older members of the group.

for example: if Dustin asks for a ride somewhere, Steve gives him shit before caving, and only after extracting some kind of promise from Dustin in return, like a promise to help him wash the car the next time it gets dirty. then one day Will is the one who asks, and Steve just shrugs and says no problem, and then he lets Will sit shotgun and Dustin watches them have a little conversation in the front seat as he and Lucas and Mike bicker about who has to sit in the trunk.

that first time, Dustin stares with his mouth open. he has to beg Steve to sit in the front seat, even if there's no one else in the car, and Will just waltzes in and takes it. what the hell?

when he confronts Steve about it, Steve just gets this sly little grin on his face and says it's just 'cause Will is tall enough to sit in the front. Dustin would be pissed if he weren't so flabbergasted.

and then it keeps happening.

consider also: Robin. everyone is kind of scared of Robin, because she's got a sharp tongue and more wits than everybody else combined (if you don't count Nancy), and she's not a pushover like Steve. then, one day, she suddenly becomes chummy with Will. Will? do they even know each other? Robin became a bonafide member of the Party the same summer Will moved out to the west coast, but then one day in 1987 she's calling him Baby Byers and ruffling his bowl cut and sharing shotgun privileges in Steve's BMW with him.

it makes no sense. it drives Dustin crazy. it really drives Max and El crazy, because they want Robin to be their cool big sister so bad, and somehow Will managed to get Big Sister Robin privileges without even trying. seriously, what the hell?

what really drives Mike crazy is Eddie. look, the kid's spent the better part of 1985 and 1986 trying to get Eddie's attention. he follows Eddie around like a lost duckling and started listening to metal even though he kind of hates it because he wanted to impress Eddie and, hell, he even started growing out his hair because Eddie's hair is cool and Mike wants to be cool like Eddie. Dustin and Max pick up on it and start ragging on him for trying so hard, and it's not even working, because suddenly Will is Eddie's favorite.

seriously. they literally don't even know each other. but then one day they suddenly have inside jokes and they laugh about things that no one else knows to laugh at and Mike knows that Eddie is helping Will plan their next campaign and he's not jealous. he's not.

(he totally is.)

from the outside, it doesn't make any sense. before the fateful morning that Will walked into Steve's kitchen at the wrong time, he probably had the least in common with Steve, Robin, and Eddie, save for Upside Down trauma and an interest in D&D. but then he finds out about Steve and Eddie, and he decides to be brave and tell them that he's gay, too. that means he's one of them, and they protect their own.

it drives the rest of the Party batshit, but secretly Will likes it. after so long feeling like the outsider, it makes him feel special to share Robin's shotgun privileges and plan campaigns with Eddie and just get to exist with people who understand him. he helps Eddie paint minis and he talks to Steve about music and movies and how they figured out they like boys and he goes thrift shopping with Robin to raid the men's section for the coolest shirts they can find. it's good. it's great. it's the first time Will feels like he can be totally, 100% himself around other people since he was a little kid.

plus, it's a little fun to make Mike jealous every time he can drop a reference to hanging out with Eddie. not that Will is petty, or anything. not that he likes the attention. not at all.

(the only person who guesses the reason behind Will's sudden favorite child status is Joyce. Joyce knows Will, and she knows the things that Will isn't ready to tell her yet. when Steve starts coming by to drop Will off after Party hangouts, and Joyce sees the interactions between Steve and Eddie and Robin and the way they always keep an eye out for Will, she gets it. and she's happy. Will might not be ready to tell her yet, but he's found his people, and that makes her happy. it means a lot to her that there are other people in Hawkins who will fight for Will just like she always has.)

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more steddie fics & HCs

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Steve makes one of those teacher tiktok accounts where he mostly talks about teaching and tips for learning and stuff, he also posts videos like

“You wonder what it’s like to be a teacher? I’m spending my evening doing seating arrangements, the trick is to not let people who have any kind of tension, are close friends, have a crush, lose concentration easily, sit close to each other… so basically I’m playing sudoko but I only have 1, 2s, and 3s… and also the numbers change daily..” you can see him looking down at something wrinkling his eyebrows and then nodding to himself and he’s like “I think I got it though”

the next day he duets it and it’s just him looking tired and in the background you can hear incoherent shouting, the caption just says ‘there’s apparently been a breakup’

for some reason there’s a comment by Eddie Munson, famous rockstar, that’s like “you should let it play out, drama is what high school is about” and Steve has just replied “this is why you repeated senior year twice” not acknowledging at all that this famous Grammy winner commented and everyone are just like ??? ?? what are you doing here ??? and why is this high school teacher roasting u ???

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It's weird, Eddie thinks. When Eddie and Steve holds hands, they intertwine it together. However, almost always, Steve ends up untangling it, his hand creeping up and holding him on his wrist instead. It makes Eddie feel like a child, with a mother holding on to him.

He thinks it might be his rings, thinks it might be annoying Steve. But then, he remembers Steve telling him how much he loves them.

He thinks it might be because he sweats when they hold hands for too long. But then, he remembers Steve trying to hug him after work and telling him he couldn't care less if Eddie's sweating or smells like oil.

He thinks it might be— no. He doesn't— Steve might be ashamed of him? And doesn't want to be seen with him, their hands slot together so perfectly the whole world may crumble? No. That's definitely not right. Steve is open to the people who matter, tells Dustin of their last endeavor, tells Robin about how good Eddie is to him, tells Hop that Eddie is good and kind and everything to him. He kisses him in the Wheeler basement, slots his head on his shoulders in between the empty aisles of Family Video, takes Eddie in his arms in the trailer in front of Wayne. That can't be it.

Eddie finds out in the middle of a campaign. Steve, Robin, Max and El hanging out on the sides while the boys busy themselves with defense and strategy. He didn't mean to look Steve’s way, but like a boat, his eyes will always find his lighthouse, bright and guiding in the dark.

Steve is holding Max's wrist, just like he always does with him. At first, it's weird because Max doesn't really like prolonged physical touch. They stay like that for half of the game, whenever Eddie looks back, Steve's hand is still wrapped around Max's wrist.

When Eddie calls for a break, and Steve rushes upstairs to help the boys get a snack, Eddie sits beside Max.

"Hey, Red." Max gives him a nod of acknowledgment as she reads the latest comics.

"Can I ask you a question?" Max hums in agreement, eyes still glued on the page.

"Why was Steve holding your wrist like that?" Max freezes, eyes looking up to meet Eddie's. Eddie is aware of how it sounds like, so he word vomits, "I— I am just curious. He does the same for me and I've never understood why."

Max squints at him behind her thick glasses, "It helps him calm."

Eddie tilts his head in confusion, "Calm?"

Max takes his hands, wrapping a hand around his wrist, just directly above where his pulse is, "When he found us after the Upside Down, we were barely alive. Now, he feels our pulse and it's a reminder that we're alive, we're okay. It calms him down, helps him stay in the moment."

It hits him like a bucket of cold water. How Steve makes it his mission to burrow his head on Eddie's chest, directly above his beating heart, his hand always wrapped just above his pulse, Steve staring at his eyes first thing in the morning like he's looking for something in it.

It's a reminder that Eddie's alive, that Max's alive, that they're all alive and that they get to live and breathe in peace without the impending doom looming over the edge.

Eddie never brings it up. He lets Steve hold his pulse, splay a hand on his chest to feel his heart, lets Steve fall asleep to the sound of Eddie breathing.

Eddie's never gonna bring it up. Steve can do it for the rest of their life for all he cares.

It's the least he can do.

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me 🤝 eddie munson

being absolutely obsessed with steve harrington and unable to comprehend how no one else is

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Not that I don't love Joe Quinn and Eddie but I think Eduardo and Argyle deserve the same hype that they get.

Argyle and Eduardo were an amazing addition to the cast/show and I think they deserve more love and appreciation.

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“Steve and I are going to live forever and ever.”

(if you haven’t yet please read the platonic stobin glasses fic it ruined my life /pos https://archiveofourown.org/works/41404221)

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why twitter why u must hurt me like this

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the way will folds his painting after being ignored at the airport but then immediately puts it back into his bag after one conversation and a smile from mike proves to me that he is just as bad as we are

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will byers + text posts & tweets & such (more here)

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remembered this happened in light of recent news

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I love when people label different members of The Party as Steve’s favorite in fics. There is no wrong answer, they’re all good. Like,

Dustin: The obvious choice. He was Steve’s first duckling, they spend the most time together, they have that dorky/adorable secret handshake routine. Dustin will always be Steve’s favorite, even when he’s going through moody know-it-all teen phases

Max: He threw himself in front of a monster to save her before he even knew her. She saved him from being murdered by Billy. Big brother-sister vibes in s4. She gave him a goodbye letter!

Erica: SCOOPS TROOP. It’s probably hard not to feel extra attached to her after being responsible for her for however long they were trapped in the Russian elevator. Trauma bonds, man. Plus, she’s littler than the others, even if she doesn’t act like it; Steve’s maternal instinct snaps her up

Lucas: Look me in the eye and tell me that Steve didn’t practice basketball with Lucas to help him get ready for tryouts. Tell me he didn’t hype the shit out of Lucas. Tell me he didn’t take Lucas out to celebrate when he made the team. Tell me he wasn’t at every single one of Lucas’ games. You can’t do it

El: Obviously Hopper adopts both Steve and El, and obviously El is Steve’s little sister and he loves her. Next question

Will: Actually says please and thank you. The patience of a saint. Has been possessed by a demon but is the only one who doesn’t act like a demon. Steve’s calmest child. His favorite. (Also: queer kid solidarity)

Mike: It’s never Mike

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albums with songs that flow right into each other suck the dick meat right off the bone

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eddie's wedding speech is like 'people always say to marry your best friend. well, unforntunately my husband's best friend is a lesbian, so he had to settle for second best' and steve is like ':/' in his sweet steve way but he finds it so funny too