#sailor!steve x rockstar!eddie

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i'm suddenly thinking about rockstar!eddie shooting a music video on some naval ship and meeting actual sailor!steve who's all dressed up in his whites 'cause eddie's a big name star and the captain said everyone had to look their best and eddie immediately folding for the pretty guy in uniform

just: eddie wanting a couple of the guys to act in the video 'cause hopefully then they'd actually know what they're doing, and asking the capt to point out his most competent sailor. the capt immediately points out one of his low-ranking ensigns (like, brand new baby officer 'cause that's the kinda shit an officer would pull) and eddie, having been raised by wayne (who i'm hc-ing as a navy vet) knows better and is immediately like "No sir, I said your most competent, not your least. someone point me to THE second class. Where's he? I need an enlisted guy." and a higher-ranking chief that's been following the band around the ship all day bellows out a laugh and says "You're gonna want Harrington, Mr. Munson."

idk idk, it's niche but for some reason my mind went into the cold clammy depths of my time in the navy this morning and i was like 'NOPE! don't wanna dwell here, make it fun! make it about the blorbos so you dont get sad!!' lmao

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crappymixtape recos

going to try and do this at least once a month – sharing fics that have just blown me away ❤ so many talented writers on here omg 🥺 show them some love and BE KIND, REBLOG! xoxo, 💿

❤ whispers of 'are you sure?' *18+ – @forevermoreharrington ( steve plans a group trip just to spend time with his favourite girl  • steve harrington x reader )

❤ max mayfield HC – @steveharringtonscarkeys ( headcanon about kate bush being max's favorite and why *sobbing* • lumax HC )

❤ its okay to cry – @lovebugism ( request, you tell steve it's okay to cry • steve harrington x reader )

❤ i will wait: chapter two – @abibliophobiaa ( a soulmate!fakemarriage!au • rockstar!eddie and personalassistant!reader ) ❤ love you to death *18+ – @abibliophobiaa ( a halloween spent in steve's bathroom with vampire!eddie • eddie munson x reader )

❤ steve's a tease *18+ – @lilacletter ( just everything about how steve is such. a. fucking. tease. and we love it • steve harrington HC )

❤ casual dominance *18+ – @lilacletter ( more smutty steve brainrot and how casual he is with his dominance everywhere • steve harrington HC )

❤ into open flames: part 3 *18+ – @sailor-steve ( part three of the series! do yourself a favor and read all the parts nowww • steve harrington x reader )

❤ honey *18+ – @roanniom ( honestly this is one of the best little smut blurbs of all time • steve harrington x reader )

❤ whatta man *18+ – @loveshotzz ( 90's AU at the bar where steve and eddie work and hot damn • bartender!eddie x reader )

❤ size queen *18+ – @usedtobecooler ( okay, my reviews at this point are questionable, but this shit SENT ME INTO SPACE • steve harrington x reader )

❤ modern au bartender!steve – @upsidedownwithsteve ( request, steve's your bartender for the night and damn • steve harrington x reader )

❤ sweetness *18+ – @upsidedownwithsteve ( just the sweetest, hottest, mind melting smut of all time • steve harrington x reader )

❤ post-night out *18+ – @lfaewrites ( okay, hands down the most fire eddie smut, god tier, so good • eddie munson x reader )

❤ sick day – @sw34terw34ther ( eddie takes care of you when you're sick and whiny and omg <33 • eddie munson x reader )

❤ invisible string, series - @lilacletter ( this series just started with part one, but omg can’t wait for more • roommates - steddie x reader )

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someone brought my sailor!steve x rockstar!eddie post back to my notifs so i went back to my wip of it and started adding all the notes for layman's terms/explaintions and it made me excited to finish it so i can post it and you all can learn all the dumb little nuances lmao

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i'm going to assume this means triple the sentences, so here's 9 or so for youuu

Eddie moves to follow him, but is stopped by a broad hand to his chest. “Not without a cover you’re not.” Steve says.

Before he can ask what a ‘cover’ is, a ballcap embroidered with the ship’s name and insignia is shoved into his hands. He turns it over, and “HARRINGTON” is scrawled onto the underside of the bill in Sharpie.

“You got a hairtie, right?”

He grins, passing the ballcap back to Steve and hurriedly tying his hair back.

“You just had that on you? Isn’t that the wrong hat for your outfit?” Gareth asks, and it makes Steve laugh nervously.

“Uhh yeah...To be honest, I grabbed it out of habit this morning when I got dressed, just shoved it into my belt without thinking.” he passes the cap back into Eddie’s waiting palm, “I had to go back for my dixie cup as soon as I got up the stairs outta berthing.”

make me write! (it's not wip weekend anymore, but just consider it a headstart for wip wednesday lmao)

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I gotta ask for ⚓️

Over the next hour or so, Captain Brenner takes them around the ship and its spaces; They’re shown the bridge (they each take a turn sitting in the Captain's chair, of course), the inside of the nose of the ship where the absolutely ginormous anchor chain is hoisted, inside the turret for the 5-inch gun mounted on the bow, and even down into the engine spaces and into (the currently powered off and lit up) combat space.

“This is…not what I was expecting.” Frank says once they enter, his voice poorly hiding his disappointment.

Master Chief chuckles, “It normally does look like the movies. Trust me.”

make me write!

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⚓️ please!

Chief Bond leads them back up the first staircase they’d come down, the one next to the entrance to the ship, and past the heavy metal door to a bright red one with “ER09” marked onto it with the same large font stickers as everywhere else they’ve seen today.

The Chief pushes the door open with less than no preamble and holds it open for the rest of them. “Oh great, Henderson’s here.” Eddie hears him mumble as he takes hold of the door next.

The door is tugged from his grasp soon after he steps across the threshold, however, and Eddie freezes briefly in the doorway at the sight of the man who had taken it.

make me write!

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“Should I be listening for any names in particular, Stevie?”

Steve looks at him confused, but seems to realize what he’s implying. “Only Henderson and I were up for advancement this time; Will and Sinclair made it last time and Mike won’t test until the next cycle, so..”

Eddie nods, “Got it.”

Brenner gets to the C's then, calling out CS2 Abrahams, CS2 James, and CS3 Whittle have been promoted, then, “And from our sister command, congratulations to CTM2 Dustin Henderson.”

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from this WIP weekend post!!

you guys overwhelmingly voted for more of the rockstar!eddie x sailor!steve full fic(let)/oneshot so here are the 42(!!!) sentences i ended up writing for it! (and seriously, thank you @thisapplepielife for tagging me!! this is the most i've gotten done on a lot of these wips in a while!)

“Was hard enough driving it around these skinny-ass roads.” Eddie snorts as that, “Don’t think I didn’t feel the scrape you gave that Beetle back there, Earl.” “It’s not my fault! These roads are tiny and there’s people parked everywhere!” “I’m just fuckin’ with you, man,” Eddie chuckles, shuffling out after the other boys, “Don’t fall in.”

They head toward the little gatehouse at the front of the pier where their manager, Chrissy, is standing beside a sailor in the Navy’s digital blue camo uniform. The girl in uniform looks particularly baby-faced (given she must be at least old enough to enlist), and the bright white “U.S. NAVY” stamped across the front of her bulletproof vest matches Chrissy’s pantsuit. It makes Eddie sweat just looking at her, even with how pleasant the weather actually is.

“You not coming with us, Chris?” Gareth asks. “Nah, I’m going to sit and wait in the car, I have quite a few calls to make anyhow.” she waves him off, “Maybe I can convince Earl to take me up to the food court. I could really go for some ice cream.” She waves them off, shooing them towards the sailor waiting on them, and marches off back across the narrow road to their car. “Okay, listen up.” Erica calls out to the four of them, pulling their attention to her easily. “I am going to escort you down the pier and you will both stay out of others’ way, and watch your step.” She beckons them through the tall turnstile gate as she speaks, following close behind. “There shouldn’t be anything laying out on the deck, as a rule, but watch it regardless.” As promised, she escorts them down the flat concrete pier, herding them with short warnings as they go, for whatever hazard may be in their way.  Despite the watching where he’s going he should be doing, Eddie can’t help but gawk up at the huge ships on either side of the wide spanse of concrete. They tower protectively over the sailors throwing heavy ropes around like they’re nothing, the ones helping unload cargo vans of their equipment, and those that seem to just be having fun laughing and fucking around. The ship on their left (with the matching hull number as on Erica’s ballcap) is onloading supplies from the pier in systematic line over the deceptively narrow strip of water between it and the vessel, each of the wildly different people in the line swinging box after box between them up the steep steel ramp and out of sight onto the deck. The ship on their right is only two numbers above the Berthold, and is the one they will be touring. The USS William B. Franke (DDG-63). There’s less happening on it's side of the pier, only a few folks coming and going. There’s a small group of four standing at the bottom of the Franke's ramp, a pair in street clothes that look to be heading off for the day, and there’s a taller sailor with a long ponytail who’s just hefted a heavy-looking piece of equipment onto their shoulder and is climbing across the bridge to the ship.

They troop along behind the commander, following him up and around a couple bends in the halls to his office. “Come on in, gentlemen; have a seat, please.” Brenner gestures them inside past a wooden desk to a low L-shaped couch fixated in the far corner of the office. They plop down onto the squeaky brown pleather, Chief Bonne taking up another chair in a corner, Master Chief Williams sinks down into the seat at the end of the couch, and the captain wheels his desk chair to the other side of the small round coffee table, sitting opposite the group. MAC Hopper stands against the door, out of the way. “Apologies, gentlemen," Brenner begins, "My Executive Officer is out of country at the moment, so he’s unable to meet with you today, but he’ll be back by time we get underway again.” “Of course, no worries here, sir.” Jeff waves him off, unnecessarily, “When are you setting sail?” “We’ll be taking off in a week.” “Only about half our sailors’ families are coming along,” Master Chief cuts in, “So we’ll have the room for you all to stay aboard while we’re underway, but you’ll have to have a skeleton crew to film.” The wheels in Eddie’s head are already turning, “How skeleton are we talking?”

“Oh, of course.” He says, visibly relieved, “Let me track down Lieutenant Creel; He’s a great kid, been a friend of the family since he was in diapers.”  Eddie’s already shaking his head. "No sir, I said your most competent." The captain's smile turns sour, so Eddie continues. "Someone point me to THE second class. You know the one, does it a little bit of everything, doesn’t slow down, probably salty as hell… Where are they? I need an enlisted person…No offense to your Lieutenant, sir.”

you also voted a handful or more for each other idea so i will link below each of the other posts for each other set of votes/sentences of the other options below!

casper | destiel pt. 6 | idiot | date pt. 2 | vamp

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icymi: all the little blurbs from my wip weekend poll are posted!! links are below 😊

casper!eddie - 15 votes destiel pt. 6 - 12 votes like an idiot in love - 26 votes it's a date pt. 2 - 11 votes rockstar!eddie x sailor!steve - 42 votes lost boys!steddie - 8 votes

i posted all but two pretty late last night and i want to make sure anyone who wants to see the one they voted for, can (without queueing each to post today)! 🫶

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wip weekend!

i was tagged by @puppy-steve in their poll and like him, none of my wips have been keeping my interest enough to work on them 😭

so we'll see how this goes; whichever is the top voted at the end of the poll will be what i work on this weekend for wip weekend, and next week for wip wednesday i will make a new poll w/o the previous winner included etc etc!

links to all the ones that are ongoing/have reference material:

sailor | ghost | supernatural | summer fic | witch | steddiemas

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WIP WEEKEND!!

i was tagged by the ever lovely @thisapplepielife 🤗

rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets (but you should also write 1 sentence for every vote each of them gets!)

when it’s over I’ll post a snippet of any/all WIPs that get at least one vote!

i’ll tag @henderdads, @yournowheregirl, @stevethehairington, @steddieas-shegoes, and @thefreakandthehair!!

EDITING TO ADD THE LINKS TO EACH OF THESE LITTLE BLURBS THAT WERE VOTED ON!:

casper!eddie - 15 votes destiel pt. 6 - 12 votes like an idiot in love - 26 votes it's a date pt. 2 - 11 votes rockstar!eddie x sailor!steve - 42 votes lost boys!steddie - 8 votes

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wip weekend!!

i always see @just-my-latest-hyperfixation's wip weekend posts and i really wanna get some more work on my own wips done so send me some emojis!!

rules: send me and emoji, and i have to write 3 sentences in that wip!

⛷️ @thefreakandthehair's spicy six winter challenge! (this one's almost done, actually!) 🪦 witch pt 2 ❤ date pt 2 ⚓️ sailor!steve x rockstar!eddie 👻 ghost!eddie

snippet of my winter fic below:

They’re the next to hop up on the moving bench, and Steve’s…everything…seems to seize up as soon as they’re seated and on their way. “Could you imagine?” “Hm?” He’s still looking down anxiously, so Eddie scoots just a bit closer, pressing what he hopes is comfortingly into Steve’s side. “If we could read each others’ minds? If the bats biting us both somehow linked us together?”

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wip word search!!

rules: go through your wips and look for the words given to you and post a snippet with that word.

i was tagged by the ever-lovely @sidekick-hero, my fellow metaldeputy enthusiast 💟🫶

my words were: breath, hair, smile, fingers, blue, love

putting it under the cut!

breath (from my sailor!steve x rockstar!eddie fic)

Chief Bond speaks up from his spot along the wall. “You assholes are fucked, you know.” and takes a drink from his be-faced cup. The other four boys deflate a bit more. “Yeah, we kn—.”  the shortest of the four starts before getting cut off by the door slamming shut. Harrington's hands go to his hips once the door is closed, his head hanging with the long breath he takes. “Ste–” He whirls around, fury boiling beneath his calm expression. “Whatever extra duty I get for this, you assholes are taking from me after.” he states, glaring at the four younger sailors. That look on his face should not be affecting Eddie the way it is.

hair (from pt. 2 to my summer fanworks challenge fic)

Robin appears in his doorway, arms crossed across her chest. He watches her examine him for a moment, then looks away. She heaves a sigh, “C’mon Doofus, let's get you cleaned up, huh?” Eddie lets her sit him up on his bed, hunching forward with his legs crossed and arms holding his own chest together. Why does this hurt so bad? It wasn’t even real. The mattress sinks with her weight when she sits behind him, poking one of her boney knees into the small of his back. She reaches forward and sweeps his hair back from his face, raking her nails through one side, then the other, slowly detangling it with her fingers at first, before he points out where his hairbrush had been abandoned this morning.  This morning? Was it really only this morning? Fuck..

smile (from my ghost!eddie fic)

“Hi!” the girl says, bouncing to a stop in front of him. “Uh, hi? Who are you?” “I’m Chrissy!” she grins, her smile bright yet slightly crooked. “Hi Chrissy, I’m Steve, uhm…what the hell is going on? Who are you? Why are you in my dream?” “I assume it’s because I died at Forest Hills.” She shrugs, as if it was the most benign news in the world. Steve blinks at her in the darkness, takes in her uniform– “Oh my god, you’re the cheerleader who died! Are you–are you my ghost?”

fingers (from a little thing i'm doing based on a tiktok i saw lmao)

The double doors whir open before him and he grabs up one of the mismatched baskets, nodding politely to the woman manning the one open register as he passes. He wanders the aisles, drumming his fingers on the metal handle of his basket to the somewhat familiar new Fleetwood Mac song that’s echoing down on him from the speakers embedded in the stained ceiling tiles, when he rounds the corner to the most unbelievable sight. He literally cannot believe what he’s seeing. At first Steve thought there was no way. That the frizzy head of unkempt waves before him had to belong to someone other than the one person he wanted it to. But no. The person’s own basket is dropped unceremoniously onto the floor to whisk their dark hair up into a bun.. and there’s no doubt. The scarred cheek, the dark brows, the same strong nose...It’s Eddie. The newest, most bat-chewed member of their party, who sped out of town with his uncle as soon as he could (which is more than fair, honestly; he wasn’t going to get anywhere in Hawkins), is dancing. In the middle of the bread aisle. To Fleetwood Mac.

blue (from destiel!steddie / spn!au pt 7!)

He grabs a yellow colored pencil first, scribbling wildly over the page, then drops it in favor of a blue one, scratching that over the whole page as well. Dustin is watching too, “Where’ve you been that’s blue and yellow?” Eddie thinks for a moment, “Nowhere that I can remember.” Will drops the blue then, picking the yellow back up to add a blob of the color directly in the middle of the page. “Ah.” Dustin says suddenly, “I get it.” No one speaks for a moment, waiting. “Care to share?” Hopper finally asks. “He doesn’t have any more green. He’s just using blue and yellow to make it.”

love (from pt. 2 of my witch!au)

“But there are some that are rumored to be true love spells, soulmate spells.” She continues on when she sees the look on his face. “Rumored, Steven, only ever rumors.” “Okay, so what do the rumors have to say about them?” “Every spell like that I’ve ever heard of of this nature is specific to each caster.” “So I’ve had this spell on me for possibly my whole life, and there’s no way to know anything about it or about the caster.” “...I’m sorry, honey.”

i'm going to tag...@thisapplepielife, @its-steddie-time, @thefatedthoughtofyou, @anthotneystark and @wolfstarendgame!

your words are: ignore, second, road, soil, term, circumstance