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#eddie is stubborn
steddiet-t · 1 year
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just got a wonderful idea, and i am going to write it into existence bc i am obsessed :)
Eddie munson, king of the freaks, drug seller extraordinaire, Dungeon master of the gods. there are many titles eddie has, but none matter as much to him then 'corroded coffins lead guitarist' he thrives off of it. he loves his guitar, he loves his band, it's family, hell he's been playing since he was 8. it's his life, so when he went through a particularly nasty case of the flu and corroded coffin could not play together for 3 whole months!! meaning all 4 of them couldn't put gas in their car for fucking ages, eddie decided he needed a stand in protégé, an extra guitarist incase push comes to shove eddie is out of order, he wants his band, his friends to carry on with the best replacement possible, sure jeff could be an option, but jeff appreciates being the one holding eddies sharp intricate riffs and gareth's skillfull drumming and dreams well thought out basslines together with his own guitar and his own himness, so when little wheeler starts dropping hints of wanting to learn eddie jumps at it, he hates teaching but mike has corroded coffin potential.
Mike is ecstatic to learn and eddie begins teaching him, he's a little forgetful but he's getting the hang of it, so when he invites the whole party to see him play with a band of course everyone comes, even max comes, even if it is to ridicule him, the kids communally decide steve's house would be the best concert area, steve of course accepts, giving the band directions to his house like they don't know 'harrington house' biggest party's in hawkins, and he even helps them with moving their equipment into the house. now eddies always had a grudge on king steve, he was cocky and sporty and always had a stupid smile on his face, jockish twat, even after dustin attempted to persuade him that he isn't as basic as eddie makes out eddie cannot get out of his head about the stupidly pretty preppy douche, but seeing how easily steve spoke toward his friends, and helped when no one who cared was around, he even offered them any food or drink, gareth accepted the fancy chocolates happily as he put together his drums, eddie just stubbornly sat there fiddling as he takes in the absolute mansion, glass doors in the back showing his massive pool, can just imagine the former swim team Steve harrington doing laps in his very own pool all toned from his basketball days and- eddie shakes his head as he starts writing about his next campaign in the making, today wasn't about eddie it was about little wheeler, who should be here any minute
mike walks into steve's house like he owns the place, that would be fine if when he saw steve he reacted at all, but instead he spins around and starts talking to the others, steve doesn't look surprised or really affected, the band tho, they look confused, steve's just been amazing to them and mike, the one who wanted to have this preformance at steve's house, is all icy? eddie however links the dots, now that he thinks about it, mikes the only one who doesn't kiss steve's ass about everything, even little byers is infatuated with harrington, him and eddie once got into a conversation about steve (don't ask eddie why) and will talked about how steve had stood up to max's brother billy for lucas and even gotten beaten up for it with no regrets and how he cares for everyone, even him himself, eddie gets a bit weepy about it because eddie can see wills look, it wasn't a look of admiration, that was a little crush blooming in his face, which eddie understood, he had his fair share of crushes on older kids growing up, but he understood the way will folded up and ducked his head, making himself as small as possible. eddie understood, but mike, mike was always had a scowl on his face whenever harrington was mentioned, it's possible it's about his sister but mike doesn't seem protective really, eddie shrugs it off though, what did he care?,
it's not like eddie saw the little bit of sadness in steve's eyes that was quickly dismissed as mike iced out him while he was talking him up saying how great he's gonna be, wasn't like eddie felt how badly he wanted to be praised like that, by those eyes and that stupidly soft voice, king steve is a douche preppy jock.
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navnae · 2 years
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Fall and winter are the only seasons Eddie considers Steve’s wardrobe and Steve is perfectly fine with that. They wear matching boots along with their flannel shirts tied around their waists but Eddie had only one condition to all of this. The leather jacket never leaves his body no matter how impractical it is, Steve hates that his boyfriend wears so many layers of clothing for the sake of his ‘aesthetic’. Nonetheless the pair is still stylish for the entire season and that’s all that really matters.
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nburkhardt · 2 years
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I’m gonna try and get the next part of the fic out either tonight or tomorrow, I swear 😤
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buckera · 1 month
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9-1-1 • S5E14 “I think I'm dying.” “You're always dying.”
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sibylsleaves · 4 months
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how are we not talking about the hen/eddie parallels.............mara being wrenched away from hen and karen due to hen's perceived "mistakes" & chris (potentially? by choice?) leaving eddie due to his mistakes.......both of them blaming themselves and thinking they've just retraumatized their kid whose already been through SO much.........im in shambles
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eddiesghxst · 10 months
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vampire!eddie x vampire hunter!reader except eddie has to be the shittiest vampire you’ve ever come across and he’s clearly a newbie so instead of killing him you… help him.
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antisociallilbrat · 1 year
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Sometimes I feel like me and all the other It blogs that are still lingering have some kind of running bet of who is going to stick around in this dying fandom the longest. Like we're all trying to outlast each other.
Welcome to the It fandom in 2023, we're the real clowns here.
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sabbathbloodysabbeth · 9 months
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So you guys remember this post that I posted the other day? The one where Eddie makes a deal with Steve to read a book for him? Well I kind of have been working on more for that. (Slowly but surely) and I kind of want to post and get an opinion on this scene I wrote for it, I still have to edit it but for the general idea I was just curious to see if I should I keep it in the oneshot
Eddie had told himself that he wasn't going to pay attention to Steve Harrington after their agreement in the library. But he was never good at holding himself to his own word. Ten minutes after he had left Steve by himself in that aisle, he found himself wandering the school hallways. Specifically near the nurses lounge, where he spends possibly five minutes standing outside of in hopes of hearing Steve inside.
When he realizes he wasn't going to actually know if the king was in there without actually walking in there himself he becomes slightly agitated.
An idea pops into his head when he hears the bell ring, signaling the end of the period and the beginning of the next. He scurries to the side of the hallway, where he can catch every face that passes him. Crossing his arms as he leans back a bit, glancing over faces before finding exactly the one he needs.
He nearly tackles Gareth when he sees the familiar flannel vest. Quickly shoving him in the direction of the nurses office, with some struggle. Enough struggle that the book in his hand was nearly smacked away towards the wall to their right.
"What the hell dude!" Gareth's voice squeaks a bit.
Eddie may have accidentally chosen the wrong trooper for this job. With how much he was concentrated on this singular quest he had forgotten Gareth was one to piss off fairly easy. His nose was already scrunching up and he was already starting to smack Eddie's chest as his face began to match the color of his flannel.
"Eddie what the fuck!" Gareth finally gains some control as he quickly turns around and shoves Eddie backwards and into a couple of passing bystanders.
Awkwardly smiling, Eddie wiggles his fingers apologetically towards the group of kids before he's quickly walking back up to Gareth. Realizing he was going to have to come up with a good excuse as to why he had to go into the nurses office and check to see if Steve Harrington was inside.
Making a whoopsie face Eddie quickly leans forward and plops his hands down on the other's shoulders. "Sorry Gare bear didn't mean to startle you but I need your assistance my kind sir." He tilts his head and bit and hopes that his smile could possibly soften the other's anger. Just enough to receive his help.
Gareth grumbles a bit as he angrily lifts his hands up and squeezes his fists dramatically. As if he was reenacting choking Eddie out. As he angrily growls a bit he then smacks the others hands off from him as he glances down at his watch. Making even angrier noises when the bell goes off again, telling both him and Eddie they were late to their next class.
"This better be fucking good Munson." He growls out a bit before crossing his arms around his chest.
Eddie laughs a bit awkwardly, "Well you see- I kind of need you to walk into the nurses room for me and check to see if Steve Harrington is in there." He puts on his best smile again, but this time it wasn't working nearly as well as before.
Gareth's eyes were starting to do that squinty thing, along with his fists digging into his sides. Eddie's pretty sure that the boys left eye twitches a little.
"Did you seriously just nearly tackle me in the fucking hall way just to get me to check and see if his highness was in the nurses office?" Gareth's voice carry's no tone as he talks, which was not a good sign for Eddie.
"Language young Jedi, do you talk to your mother with that mouth?"
"Eddie!"
"Fine, I may or may not have done that. But it's important, I'll let you do whatever you want with the next character you build." He promises as he brings his hands up. "Scouts honor."
Gareth takes a moment to think before he's grumbling and turning to enter into the nurses office. The bell on the door dings lightly behind him as Eddie carefully starts to pace back and forth down the hallway. Chewing on his nails a bit as he keeps an eye on the door.
Five minutes pass before the door opens again with Gareth holding a hall pass. His face was not as red anymore, and he now had a lolly pop in his mouth.
"So?" Eddie asks impatiently.
"No sign of him," Gareth answers before he adds, "now can I go back to class? Or do you want me to go in there and find out how big his feet are from his file next?" He sasses.
"Oh shut up, and get to class you little asswipe." Eddie grumbles a bit. Mood slightly soured as he realizes the Steve didn't listen to him.
A soft "bitch" is sent his way before Gareth is leaving him by the nurses door.
Eddie swings back to the library, just to make sure that he didn't miss Steve in there. When he realizes there was no use in searching he plops himself down at one of the tables that sat in front of the check out area.
Sulking just a little as he checks the time, seeing he barely had twenty minutes of class left. Deciding that there was no point in going he ends up opening the book from earlier and slowly begins to read the first page.
Yeah sorry to be that guy I just need an opinion and I don’t have any beta readers rn. Also I need help deciding a name for this oneshot oh my god
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irisofmyeyes · 2 months
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nothing could ever make me close on buddie. like i honestly don’t care what anyone says or what the show does. i am stubborn to my core. cut open my brain and 95% of it is them with every other tv show couple i’ve ever obsessed over.
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wikiangela · 1 year
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inspiration saturday
tagged by @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie 💖
so, no moodboard bc I didn't feel like making one, but there is a new fic idea that's inspired entirely by the fact that I'm sick rn lol
basically sick eddie who refuses to even acknowledge that he's sick bc I feel like he would be like that, and Buck trying to take care of him anyway haha
started writing a bit of dialogue, this is still rough and definitely gonna get changed, just wanted to get it out before I forget, and I don't have the energy to fully start the fic yet lol
I hope I'll end up finishing it bc I always wanna write sick fics when I'm sick but I'm always too tired and forget once I'm better haha
anyway, here's the little bit I wrote
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“Hey, I’m here!” Buck yells as he enters the house. 
“Buck?” Eddie’s confused voice is followed by quick footsteps. “What are you doing here?” he asks, definitely sounding congested, breathing almost wheezing.
“Christopher called. Apparently you wouldn’t get out of bed?”
“I just said five more minutes.” Eddie rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, and he’s about to be late.” Buck takes a step closer. “You feeling okay? Chris said you were coughing and sniffling.” he adds carefully, knowing how Eddie can get about being sick.
“What? No, I wasn’t.” he responds, followed by another sniffle. Buck raises an eyebrow. “I’m okay, I just overslept.”
“You’re gonna be difficult about this, aren’t you?” Buck sighs, but he can’t help a fond smile.
“About what? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Eddie says, offended, folding his arms, an adorable pout on his face. 
“I’m ready!” Chris walks out of his room, and smiles at Buck.
“Okay, let’s go, I’ll buy you some lunch on the way. And you-” he points a finger at Eddie, “get back in bed, I’ll be right back to take care of you.”
“I don’t need-” Eddie’s words are interrupted by a sneeze. “Shit, why is it so cold in here today?” he shivers, rubbing his hands over his arms. 
“Get back in bed.” Buck repeats, opening the door for Christopher, and following him outside. 
When Buck gets back, he finds Eddie asleep on the couch, still sitting up, head tilted at an angle that can’t be comfortable, with an abandoned cup of coffee on the table. It’s gonna be a long day.
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corrodedcoughin · 2 years
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Eddie would have all these little dashboard charms in his van that aren’t entirely fixed in place so go rolling around when he takes sharp corners or brakes too quickly. Wayne and Steve conspire to slowly take them out of the car, he’s got that many he’d never notice if one or two go missing. They reason for it’s for his own safety but their sanity definitely factors in too.
The morning Steve removes the first one Eddie barrels into the trailer ‘WHO has moved Patricia? He was in the van last night and now he’s gone. And I know it wasn’t me!’ Wayne and Steve just look at each other, knowing that ‘Patricia’ (a shark with a cowboy hat that ‘swims’ when it’s okay panel is lit up), is lying in the bin, hidden beneath potato peelings. Eddie leaves in silence but glaring at them both as walks backwards out the door he came in.
Patricia turns up in the van the same evening and Eddie pets his head and smiles as he drives Steve home ‘did the bad men take you away Pat? Don’t worry it won’t happen again. Will it Steve?’ Eddie gives Steve a very pointed look and Steve just mumbles ‘no Pat’.
‘Good. All of you are safe. Isn’t that right, Steve? Won’t happen again. Will it steve?’ Steve carries on with a sigh, ‘no Eddie.’
The NEXT morning Eddie goes into his van and all his charms and statues are superglued to the dashboard. It’s a compromise he’s more than happy to accept. He does miss seeing how far he can make them roll when he’s taking wide turns though.
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diazheartsbuckley · 6 months
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Last Line Tag ☀️
Things are starting to look up a little and I’ve gotten some writing in for the asthma fic 🥹
“‘S not panic…” he stutters, his eyes wide with fear as Eddie’s beautiful brown eyes searches his face and he feels a warm, gentle hand on his chest, fingertips resting above his heart.
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withacapitalp · 1 year
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Future steddie fic where corroded coffin had a brief stint in their early years but never made it big big and eventually they settled down and were happy with their respective partners every so often getting together to play a few shows.
Then modern day catches onto their music and Eddie's story and they end up going viral. It's super awesome to get so much notoriety and they even are looking to potentially go on tour again. There's just one big problem.
Eddie and Steve have kids.
Eddie could promise to the cows come home that he is only going to be gone for a few weeks, a month tops, but Steve doesn't care. He's adamant that he will not give eddie approval to go (he can go if he wants but Steve is not going to say he's okay with it) and they get into some pretty big arguments over it because this was Eddie's dream, and Steve thinks their family should be the focus not Eddie's dreams.
Eventually Eddie decides he's doing it regardless of what Steve feels (both of them not really listening and just being stuck in how they feel) and Steve tells Eddie that if he does this he isn't coming back to them.
He can go stay with Wayne or the boys or whoever, but Steve refuses to raise his kids in a house with a parent who will leave anytime they decide their work matters more than their children.
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domsaysstuff · 2 years
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I find it so funny that both steddie and ronance are Eddie and Robin looking at KiNg Steve Harrington and Nancy "suCh a PRisS" Wheeler and realizing that they're actually really badass and kind and sweet and having a lot of gay feelings about that as they should
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fastcardotmp3 · 2 years
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I don't read a lot of soulmate aus just because it's not a genre that appeals to me much personally, but I kinda want one where the main love interests are very much not soulmates.
A world where finding your soulmate is actually as rare as it statistically would be, a world where your soulmate probably speaks a different language and lives in a different country and will likely never cross paths with you that makes the whole thing all the more newsworthy when someone actually does find their soulmate.
And what this means is that most romantic relationships? They're not between soulmates, they're just between people who love each other and choose to keep doing the work of loving each other (or don't! because just like in the real world sometimes it just doesn't work out like that)
There are (mostly scam) services to try and take advantage of desperate people who want to find their soulmates; there are people trying to get famous just so there will be more eyes on their [author's choice soulmark] and it might be recognized (and subsequent famous people who always cover up their soulmark to keep people from faking a matching/ complementary one)
There are rom-coms about the ideal soulmate meet-cute and dramas about a relationship split apart when one of them actually meets their soulmate and it's this ingrained part of culture while still being something SO DAMN RARE.
So here's the thing, right, is that Steve and Eddie aren't soulmates.
They're not born to fall in love, they're not meant to be, the universe actually does its level best to drag them away from each other in the form of near-apocalypses and regular old human conflict alike, but even still.
Even still, they see one another at the start of the world all over again, scarred and changed and new; they see each other as they reform themselves from scraps and they hold each other up as they learn to walk away from the wreckage of what they've lost in the process of winning.
And they do what so many have done before them, they choose.
Squabbles and complexities and incompatible natures made to fit with work and effort and a boatload of pure and simple love, even if none of the rest is pure or simple.
Years of it, onwards out of Hawkins and maybe even back again; years of it through further changes and versions of selves, always together in one way or another, even during the hard bits.
They are not meant to be.
They have marks that do not match and it doesn't matter because why chase after something like that when they have this right in front of them.
Because maybe here's the thing, right, is that there's something just as rare as finding your soulmate.
Creating one.
Choosing so much and so often with all the determination at the goddamn root of your person that the mark on your body actually changes to match the choice you've made. The love you have built rather than found.
Because the universe is a fickle thing, she finds the lives of humans short and is fondly exasperated with their impermanence, their altogether restlessness in the face of finding something never promised to them, but she's never claimed to always get it right.
The universe is in charge of a lot of things, but human choice is not one of them, and so when two boys stumble into each other's lives in the face of unspeakable violence and terror and blood, when they stay in each other's lives even after they are no longer fighting in the same war, well.
She's an ever-changing thing, and she has done this before and will do it again, not the removal of one soulmate but the addition of a second, because if someone is willing to create space within themselves for someone they're not intrinsically linked to, stubborn enough even, maybe she can honor that.
And if Eddie Munson wakes up one morning, catches sight of himself in the mirror after a shower and sees something new that he did not put their of his own volition; if Steve is still asleep in the bed on the other side of the hall, not yet aware of the way the universe has shifted to accommodate the work they have put into tying themselves together on the fucking journey of a life they're stumbling through...
It's all still just a choice they already made, isn't it?
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When you bump into the local Angry Bug Enthusiast on your first route. They're mad about it, but they're also pretty cute...
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