#prince Steve

[dreaminginpencil]

The first chapter of However Wild is up and you should be reading it.

The lovely Ayes and Kleo have smashed it once again 💗

[lingeringmirth]

The prince and his bard

Written for @steddie-week day 1 prompt "secret relationship."

T | medieval au, fluff, steve's dad is a grade-a dick, prince steve, bard eddie | 444

Also on AO3.

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They had to hide their relationship, because such a thing was just not done. The prince only fell for the bard in courtly romances and ballads, and even then, the bard was always revealed to be royalty in the end.

Edward Munson, Eddie, was not royalty.

And he’d known, he’d really known to not be swayed by a pair of pretty eyes. But those eyes had come with such a handsome face and irresistible smile, paired with just the right words to break down his barriers and make him act foolish.

Eddie shouldn’t have acted foolishly, yet he did, swayed by a smile and a kiss.

Then once became twice, thrice, often. His prince was handsome but soft inside, slashing with his words in public but loving in private, doting and kind. They were courting with disaster as much as they were courting with each other, skirting on the edge of too much in public.

The bard held the prince’s heart as did the prince the bards.

But a secret was only a secret when the two sharing it knew, add a third and they were exposed.

...because the bard was not the only one who had eyes for the comely prince, who yearned to touch more than was allowed, who was jealous.

Pining had simmered in the heart of Knight Hagan, whom Prince Steven had thought a trusted friend. Maybe he would have been, in other circumstances, but ugly jealousy had bloomed in his heart, festering, eroding his loyalty to his prince, his friend. It was him who deceived them, exposed them.

Banishment was too kind to the bard who’d dared put his hands on the prince, no matter what the prince himself said about having consented, despite his professing his love, undying and unwavering, putting himself between himself and his father, the King.

”Let the tide deal with him,” the King degreed, making the prince gasp. Some said, later and in hushed whispers, that the King seemed to enjoy the prince’s pain.

But while a doomed love between prince and bard might be worthy of ballads, Lady Fortune could be swayed by a good story and gift a happy ending more often found in storybooks and not real life.

So, the Prince saved his true love, swimming to him where the bard was tied to a pole on the shore to be claimed by the unforgiving rising tide, and kissed him back to life for all the cheering crowd to see.

Then the prince and the bard stole away, only to come back later to overthrow the King and his unjust rule, steering the land toward a time of peace and prosperity.

[crappymixtape]

EDIT: i mean, hell yeah, of course steve is flynn rider – tangled is pulling ahead! omg, idk what it is about today, but i literally can't stop thinking of fairytale steve ( especially as kristoff, flynn rider, and prince eric ) 😵‍💫 it is making me absolutely insaneeeeeee.

EDIT: I AM LOSING MY MIND. I MEAN, ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? LOOK AT THIS. UNFFFF.

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

Wizard Eddie just cursing Prince Steve to have nonstop orgasms (he can never go dry either it’s nonstop mess) when ever he pisses him off. So is Steve currently having an orgasm during dinner or is he really enjoying that mystery stew Eddie whipped up for him 🤨

(Also they’ve talked about this before and Steve has given consent, I’m not huge on cursed sex stuff without the person discussing their boundaries first lol)

[steventhusiast]

little fantasy-ish royal au drabble yayy

prince steve’s parents are detached yet controlling of him, so every so often he rebels and sneaks out of the castle to go visit events and areas in the kingdom he knows will be densely populated. he wears plainer (but still obviously expensive) clothes as well as a thin but long scarf he bunches up around his neck to hide as much of his face as he can, and lets his hair fall naturally rather than his signature styled look. the disguise is barely there, but as long as the attention stays off him and no one gets too close, he never gets caught.

until this time. he’s at some type of crowded market, with everything from herbs to crystals to food being sold there, watching distantly and leaning against a wall. he likes to listen to the people speak so casually and carefree while he’s out, and yearn for the easy companionship people seem to have. but as he’s watching a couple lean against each other as they argue fondly about which baked goods to buy, someone leans on the wall next to him. he glances to them, and finds it’s a man in plain clothes with long dark curls, studying him.

“i was intending to ask for one’s name, but i suspect i already know it.” the mystery man says with a quirked brow, and prince steve adjusts his scarf to cover more of his lower face.

“i know not what you mean.” he tries to play off the observation, but in response he gets a smirk from the man.

“his royal highness is not interested in one peasant’s name? one should not have expected more, i suppose.” the man sighs and drops his head forward slightly. his dramatics cause some curls to fall in his face, and prince steve feels his cheeks redden slightly for a reason unbeknownst to him.

“you may speak plainly, sir.” prince steve suggests to fill the silence.

“only if you speak plainly, your highness.”

“hm.”

“and my name is eddie, though i like ‘sir’ in certain situations as well.” and with that, the man winks and pushes off the wall. he saunters toward a stall held by a small group with what looks to be tarot cards, dramatically flicking his hair back as he goes.

prince steve sighs, and continues to yearn for a life he cannot have, but this time with a slight blush on his cheeks.

[sarahmadisonxoxo]

The Heartless King

There are many qualities that Steve is well loved for, but none comparing to the compassion he has for people. At his core as an individual, his ability to care for others safety and wellbeing, many times before he considers his own is what distinguishes him from what can usually be a cold world.  Steve’s bleeding heart is a staple to his character, it’s easily recognized by anyone who truly stops to watch him. However, with his past mistakes that good was sometimes easily overlooked in favor of accepting the bad things that easily overshadowed. One negative thing could be easier to accept than a dozen positives. Steve couldn’t believe it himself sometimes that he was worthy of love in any sense. Platonically with those who’d slowly become like family to him, those who gave his life purpose and meaning.  Romantically well. Addressing his own romantic life felt like a joke. There were people he’d felt at one time could be for him. Often those relationships stranded him in ashes, memory’s and promises torching at the slightest heat. He’d long accepted that it would never be in the cards for him.  It hardly mattered these days. Steve was set to be married to Nancy Wheeler, a noble woman who’d seemingly make the perfect bride for Hawkins future King. A brilliant mind. Lovely face. Given by her father in addition to land and other various things that Steve guessed he was supposed to care for. With enough of his own riches those gifts in tandem to the hand of his daughter felt strange. He understood his place. Marrying Nancy was just apart of countless duties that came with the crown.  Nancy was a wonderful girl. In the short time they’d been engaged Steve was able to find that for as far as arranged pairs went they made a good one. Love blossomed  between the pair. Steve and Nancy both found peace that despite the lack of desire in their pairing, there was room for a friendship. He’d never have the love that kept him awake at night, but the person at his side wouldn’t just feel like a stranger.  The engagement period was short. Everyone eager for a royal wedding, a shift in the dark and dreary day to day lives. It served as a beacon for the people to look upon. Filling the stoned streets with chatter that held more light than the usual talk of death and crime. Which execution would serve to be the most interesting.  Steve agreed everyone deserved the distraction. From his place in the castle he couldn’t see the horrible things his father’s policies were doing to people. Hidden from those things out of the hopes of others that Steve could be convinced this was just the way of the world.   George Harrington hadn’t taken fondly to the idea that his only son was so soft. There were things he believed Steve would never understand. The world had winners and losers and those people should never intermix. It was the job of the privileged to convince everyone else those differences didn’t exist. Letting few move up to the ranks of nobility through marriage or establishing businesses. Those lucky few were still seperated. Walking amongst the upper class with the permission to pretend they fit in. Quietly mocked amongst those who pretended to let them in.  Steve’s heart had been too much like his mothers. So much that George had taken the matters of fixing the issue in his own hands. Striking a deal with the devil himself. Edward Munson. An immortal creature who’s name would strike fear amongst Hawkins bravest.  Such dealings were forbidden under the penalty of witchcraft. Met with the harshest of punishments imaginable.  What were rules to a King?  It would be set. Upon Steve’s marriage the curse would begin it’s effect. Taking the burden of Steve Harrington’s heart with it. Steve would no longer feel emotion. Joy. Sadness. Love.  George Harrington’s kingdom would be safe.  Steve would never know the day’s he had to share moments with his friends were numbered. His only hope to forgo his duty or bargain with the devil with nothing more to offer.  “ Three more day’s” Robin muttered under her breath, staring at the deep red tinted cherry wood of Steve’s bedroom chambers.  “ You can still talk to her Robin” Steve felt horrible for Robin, her crush on Nancy blossoming almost the second she saw her. He hated knowing in public he was the person that Robin felt jealousy toward. There was a difficulty to being engaged to his best friends crush. He hated being apart of the reason Robin couldn’t confess her feeling’s to Nancy.  There were rules. Homosexuality was forbidden, but Steve couldn’t find himself able to care. Robin deserved happiness, Steve was almost certain the feelings were reciprocated.  “ There’s no use...” her voice barely above a whisper struck him like a bus. “ Steve you marry her in three more days. Even if you weren’t it’s not like we would have had a chance. “  “ Robin” Steve tried interjecting, his brain screaming to fix it. That’s what you did when things were broken right? You fixed them. Robin’s heart was breaking and it was his fault. “  “ I love you Steve... I am going to be okay”  The weight of her hand as it came to set on his shoulder felt like a ton of bricks. He just wanted so bad to stop her pain.  “ I love you too Robin.”  “ Platonically of course..” “ Do you really always have to point that out? Can’t we have a moment” 

[steviesbicrisis]

Honestly it’s kinda homophobic of me that I’ve haven’t read any Fantasy/Historical Steddie with Prince Steve yet

What am I waiting for???

[stevesxyellowxsweater]

Thanks to Amy over at @freckledjoes and this post here there is a prince!steve Harrington one shot coming.

[steddieas-shegoes]

Thank you so much for the recs and reblogs, it means the world to me! I am so stoked that ppl are as hyped about dragon Eddie as I am! ❤️❤️❤️

I am SO HYPED about dragon Eddie; you’re actually a genius. Thank YOU for writing such an amazing fic so far!

If you guys are a hoe for a dragon Eddie read (and even if you’re not sure like I was then do it anyways!!!) please check out their fic:

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One angle on Sebastian's smile

[dreaminginpencil]

𝖍𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖉 ⚔️🕯️🥀 chapter five

Steve let his hands wander, let himself touch Eddie as if he owned him, somehow feeling fearless as he sat atop the throne that Eddie had never truly abandoned.

[luveline]

could you do prince steve casually letting "i love you" slip for the first time on accident during like the most random moment

like maybe he knows he loves her and he’s stressing trying to figure out how to tell her and it slips and he starts rushing out an explanation on how it wasn't supposed to happen that way (and she’s probably freaking out lol but trying to keep it together)

prince steve soulmate au | ty for requesting!

Steve’s laying on a hammock hung between two apple blossom trees behind the royal cabin when you track him down that evening. He doesn’t usually spend time away from you, which sounds weird, but he’s just been so friendly. 

Maybe on a high of finding his soul mate. Maybe because he really thinks you’re as beautiful as he suggests. You still have the memory of you both in your finery, all those jewels and silks, standing across from one another in front of a crowd of strangers as he mouthed, “You look so beautiful.” Emphatically. Like he really meant it. 

“Hi,” you say shyly. 

“Oh, hey,” he says, lifting his head, the hammock rocking slightly in the breeze, “come over here.” 

“Where have you been?” you ask. 

“How clingy of you.” 

“Sorry, just… you’ve spent every minute of the day with me for the last two weeks…” 

His smile turns serious. “I’m kidding! Kidding, and offended it took so long for you to come find me. Come over here.” 

You cross the garden, green grass and small purple daisies crinkling under your feet. You stop by his hammock, but he gestures for you to keep coming. 

“What, you want me to lay down with you? Can that support both of us?” 

“Sure it can, could you quit worrying?” He holds his arms out. 

Getting into a hammock isn’t as easy as he seems to think, but perhaps he’s used to it. You’re not, and you struggle despite his arms out for you, and the leg he plants to stop the whole thing from tipping as you climb in. 

You laugh nervously the whole time, but then you’re in the hammock with him, soft fabric under your backs. You curl into him instinctively. The lemon sconce near the cabin flickers as another breeze kisses your naked arms, but Steve is warm. 

“Wow,” you murmur, looking up through the apple blossoms, “you can already see so many stars.” 

“I know.” You grin as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, under your neck like a cushion. His nose turns to your cheek. You’re hardly ten minutes like that when he talks again, “I love you, you know?” 

You clam up with surprise. Breath pulled out of you on a fishing line, turning to see his face. He’s not messing with you. 

His face falls. “Oh, stars, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to– I mean, I meant to, I do love you, not that you have to tell me you love me.” He bites his tongue and starts again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to thrust it on you like that, I’ve just been thinking it, and I thought there isn’t a better time to tell you because I feel it a lot but that’s not fair. So you don’t have to tell me you love me, or even acknowledge it.” 

Steve squeezes your arm but looks away. “Don’t acknowledge it, actually. That’s my mistake.” 

“I love you too,” you say.

He smells like water chestnuts and heat, his hair permed with hot curlers, and he’s beautiful. He smells nice, tastes sweet as he leans in to kiss you slowly. Pear drops, his guilty pleasure.

You don’t know what to think as his lips part against yours. He sucks in a warm breath. “You do?” he asks, running the backs of his knuckles down your cheek. 

“Mm,” you hum, half a laugh as his touch turns ticklish down your neck, “I do, I love you.” It’s new, but it’s definitely love.

He turns you back in for a slew of slow kissing, only stopping when a rough breeze tips apple blossom petals into your arms. 

“You’re being attacked,” he whispers. It doesn’t feel like it. 

[dailydccomics]

Diana ✭⋆✫⋆ by Daniel Sampere in Wonder Woman #9

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

Pirate Steddie | Interactive Reading |

And I’m just going to announce it now, the pirate au won the poll! I have had a few ideas for where to start but first I’m going to give you a summary of the few plot ideas I’ve had that you guys get to chose. Whatever one has the most votes after a couple of days will be what I write. (Side not if you can please reblog and interact so that this does float around, this won’t work to well if I don’t have people interacting lmao)

Vampire Pirate Au - Eddie has been running the ship for years, accidentally steering himself and his Uncles crew in the Bermuda Triangle tragedy hits as most of their crew is taken out (whether Wayne lives or dies is up to readers) Mysteriously Eddie finds himself locked away in a small area of the ship, where no one is allowed. He’s still captain, but none of the crew has seen him in years. Due to feeding habits he likes not having more then a few crew members on ship, most quitting within days or mysteriously disappearing with the acceptation of a few who were there the fateful day they lost most of their family. What they don’t expect, is to receive two dorks, dingus and butthead who are on the run from the law.

Undercover Prince au: trying to find his best friend Robin, Steve finds himself running away from all of his responsibilities. Not a fuck given about what the king, his father; thinks. Dropping the princely act, he finds himself meeting another prince who has decided to be done with all royalty. Eddie Munson was nothing like Steve had expected, but they do find themselves tagging along and connecting with each other in search for something. Landing on a ship, sailing across the see being lead by a constantly drunk/ high captain Argyle. Steve is quick to discover that he’s not the only one keeping secrets. Hiding the fact he’s a prince from Eddie was one thing, but discovering that the man you’ve been with wasn’t really a man but in fact a fae… yeah that’ll do wonders.

Polly want a cracker au; when Eddie, captain of the sabbath receives a parrot as a gift he doesn’t realize that said parrot was in fact a man cursed to be a bird forever. He goes numerous years in bliss, until they pass through the Bermuda Triangle and said parrot shifts into a man. A pretty man, with many moles. But it doesn’t last long as he shifts back when they were out of the triangle, and now Eddie has a mission. Find whoever cursed this Steve Harrington and force them to shift him back. (There’s probably more but I’m falling asleep typing lol)

Betrayal; (inspired by nimona) When the Queen is brutally slain, a rift Is created. Between one Eddie Munson and one Steve Harrington. Childhood best friends who were on the peak of more up until Steve was accused of treason. As Eddie chases who was once was his first love; he finds that he can’t go through. Allowing years to go by instead of searching. As a lead is found, Eddie is forced to go investigate. Only to find a hollow out shell of a thief that he once knew. Steve has decided to fully commit to the whole villain arc while dragging along one Max Mayfield. A girl who can shift into whatever thing she wants, older then Steve and Eddie combined. Leaving a trail of flames behind them, they lead the most legendary pirate ship out there. While Eddie learns that the forced conformity he’s been bitching about? He’s been apart of it his entire life.

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[buckythinker]

Oh i’m never getting over this picture ever ever ever like there’s no way someone this attractive is walking around on the same earth as me