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i just want everyone to know about these little doodles on my steddie mixtape stickers.
that’s all >:3c
(here’s the full stickers too 🫶🏻)
(yes i took these photos and edited them myself bc that’s literally what im at school for 🫶🏻)
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See, like, we've got rock star Eddie, right? And he's taking his dog (a shelter rescue of indeterminate breed; he's a whole mess of patches and spots of color and Eddie loves him) to the vet, dressed down in a hoodie and jeans and a beanie, hoping no one will recognize him. And he's in line at the counter behind possibly the prettiest man he's ever seen
A pretty man who seems to be in distress
He's got a cat carrier next to him, and the cat inside is yowling up a storm, performing a whole opera for the waiting room, and Pretty Guy is running a hand through his hair and pulling, and then he asks, "How long will he be okay without it?"
And Eddie's heart sinks a little, feeling for the guy. It wasn't all that long ago that he was scrimping and saving every cent for the things he needed - and vet bills are expensive. The tech behind the counter says something to the guy that Eddie misses, but it only seems to distress him further.
"Can you hold it for me? Just for a while, until I can see if I can get the money for it?"
Whatever the tech is about to say is lost, because Eddie is stepping forward and placing his credit card on the counter. "I've got it," he says.
Pretty Guy glares at him, which - fair. There's a certain amount of pride involved in being able to afford your own shit. Eddie gets that.
"You don't need to do that," the guy says
Eddie nods. "I don't. But I can, and I want to."
The guy huffs. "You don't even know how expensive this medication is."
"I promise, whatever it is, I got it. Think of it like paying it forward," Eddie says. "Besides, maybe I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for..." he trails off and gestures to the carrier, where the cat is still hollering. He can see that it's a Siamese now, all blue eyes and vocal as hell.
"Bruce," the guy says, and then he waffles for a moment, weighing his pride against how much he wants to take care of his cat, and it seems like the latter wins out. "I'm going to find a way to pay you back," he insists, stepping to the side so Eddie can reach the card reader.
"You don't have to," Eddie says.
"No, I'm gonna," the guy shoots back, immovable in his certainty, so Eddie only shrugs.
He pays for his own bill while the guy gets Bruce's medication, and they walk out front together. "Give me your phone so I can give you my number," the guy says as soon as they're out. "So I can pay you back."
And Eddie doesn't even think about it--doesn't think about whether this guy might be a rabid fan using this as a ploy to get Eddie's number, doesn't think about whether he's going to sell it or share it around--he just hands his phone over. When he gets it back, he has a new contact saved on the screen. Steve Harrington.
"I don't mean to sound ungrateful, just... thanks for that," Steve says.
"Think nothing of it, good sir," Eddie replies with a little bow, because he's an overblown dork at his core, no matter how famous he might be.
Steve doesn't seem to mind, anyway. And if they text more than is strictly necessary while Steve is working out how to pay Eddie back, and if Eddie says maybe Steve's company would be a good start, and if they end up going to dinner together, and if they only carry on from there - well. Eddie considers it the universe granting him a boon for his good deed. Even if he does eventually have to deal with Bruce's midnight yowling when he spends the night with Steve anytime he's in town.
#prev#steve's cat is named after bruce springsteen. he and robin found him as a kitten wandering behind their apartment complex#i have not named eddie's dog but he is a scrungly lad who is very loved and pampered#he tries to make friends with bruce and bruce is tolerant of the attempts. it's the best they could hope for#steddie
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I've seen a lot of fics where Eddies friends react badly to him dating Steve.
I think they use any opportunity to embarss Eddie with old stories.
"Oh you're dating Steve harrington? Okay, hey Steve did you know when Eddie was 16 he accepted a bet to eat a handful of dirt for 1 dollar and didn't even take the money after eating it?"
It gets to a point where he doesn't want to bring them around Steve because Steve keeps telling Robin those stories about him, and she starts using them against him.
His friends go behind his back to invite Steve to their practices and shows so they can keep telling him stories.
They must embarss him.
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based on the scene with Nancy and Robin and how upset Steve is that he can't seduce that man, I propose:
Steve would try to fuck every DnD npc whose description sounds mildly attractive to him.
And maybe, coincidentally, the first couple of times it's girl characters, so no one bats an eye when he does the equivalent of sauntering over with a "hi :)".
But then it's a man, a guard maybe and everyone is suspicious at first, but it works. Steve wins him over and it works to their advantage, so no further discussion is needed.
Except, then it starts to become a habit. He beds a prince, a bard, a couple of maids and queens, an elf. Tries an orc, gets killed about it.
And it's so ridiculous, because at least once every session Eddie will introduce someone and Steve will go "I'm gonna sleep with them"
Everyone: "Steve. You don't have to-"
Steve: "I'm gonna"
Everyone: "No one's asking you to-"
Steve: "I approach them with a proposition"
Everyone: "UGH 🙄"
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It’s practically 2014 and you guys still don’t know how to google if an article is real or not before giving it 100,000 notes
Over the years, Eddie had dried every flower Steve had ever given him. He plucked one petal from each flower, crushed them up into small pieces, and filled a small jar to gift Steve for his birthday.
Wrapped in loose tissue, Steve revealed the lid with a drawn wonky heart, and nearly burst into sobs at the realization of what he held in his hands. A physical representation of commitment, love, desire, passion, and devotion. A gift he once gave, now partly returned; changed by time and by love.
Eddie’s back hits the wall and Steve crowds into his space, never breaking their feverish kiss. Steve’s hand gently comes to cup his cheek while the other presses on the small of his back, arching Eddie’s spine to touch up against the hard line of his body.
Barely parting, Eddie’s shallow intake of air gets cut off again by the sinfully plush and slick lips, quickly passing his own to lick into his his mouth.
He doesn’t know where to put his hands—they end up bunched in Steve’s hair.
Gripping tighter on the short strands as the thumb on his face ghosts down to push his chin up. A lewd pop sounds when those lips leave and start trailing down the curve of his jaw, teasing their way down his neck only stopping when its found its mark.
Eddie drops his head back to the wall with a soft groan, basking in the overwhelming presence and feeling of SteveSteveSteve that will always feel all too consuming.
“Steve…” He can’t help the small whimper escaping.
Lips leave their place and hands cup the sides of his face.
“Hey. Hey, Eds. You okay?” Bleary and confused as to why Steve stopped, Eddie blinks his eyes open to look at the concerned expression on his face.
“W- Yeah—“ He clears his throat a little, “Yeah, I’m fine, Steve.” The man just looks at him, reading his expression carefully and quietly searching for any signs of discomfort.
Then what just happened it hits him dead on.
Eddie closes his eyes and drops his head slightly.
“Please tell me you didn’t pick that up,” he winces.
He’s met with silence and risks peeking at Steve, and then watches as realization dawns on his face followed by a snarky grin that splits his face, a laugh on the edge of it.
“Yep. You bet we fuckin got that Munson,” the camera operator calls from the side of the set. They send Steve into a fit of hysterics and Eddie shoves him back a step.
God damnit, it was the second take at least and not the first.
“Fucking Chri— We’re deleting that and forgetting this ever happened.” Steve’s laughter rings throughout the 3 sided room, “I swear to go this does leave this set.”
“Hey, at least you were convincing.” It’s the goddamn *director* this time. This is mortifying.
“Can it. You try kissin this guy and see if you remember your fuckin name.”
They raise their hands, “Sounds like a good deal to me—don’t have to ask me twice.” Eddie just shakes his head at the antics.
This wasn’t exactly how he thought the 6th day of filming for his “big acting debut” would go, but given the circumstances, he can’t necessarily be disappointed either.
His fellow cast and crew haven’t been anything less than amazing and accommodating. They’re all so passionate about the film, it’s indescribably enthralling to be apart of.
He smiles when Steve finally catches his breath, raising his hands to cup his face again, and gives him a chaste kiss—more smile than lips.
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This is a possible sequel scenario from my Unwritten Fame AU: starting Rockstar Eddie and Actor Steve, whom have been dating for years, but only recently came out as a couple to the public.