I Can See Them Screaming Behind Their Eyes And It Makes Me Laugh Every Time. They Look Insane. Beloveds

#no thoughts, just Dustin and his two dads.

Your media can have a little bisexual man. As a treat.

Steve often steps in as Robin's “boyfriend” when random dudes won't leave her alone.

Eddie and the Party are long used to this--Steve regularly does the Big Brother act for the kids themselves when someone is being obnoxious towards them. 

(The guy moms people better than most moms do, and somehow still manages to pull off “cool guy” vibes while doing it, because life absolutely has its favorites.) 

Thing is, Eddie wasn't expecting all that to extend to HIM--and he absolutely in his wildest dreams did not expect Steve to go the boyfriend route. 

Particularly not at the very first gay bar he, Robin and Steve have ever gone to together, where Eddie happens to run chest first into his first and last regular hookup--an older guy who isn’t taking no for an answer. 

That Steve picked up on Eddie being uncomfortable is one thing, but to have him pop his polo collar, stride over and drop a possessive arm over Eddie’s shoulder’s, a hint of King Steve coming through as he casually dismisses the guy like he’s nothing is insane, and if Eddie didn’t have a raging crush before, he absolutely has one now.

Steve, a superstitious jock who just realized he’s only won fights in his Scoops uniform: I’m telling you Robin, it’s science

Robin: how are slutty sailor uniforms going to help us beat Vecna?

Steve: what were you wearing when you cracked the Russian code?

Robin: oh shit

Kas!Eddie: *immediately passes out when he sees season 3 babygirl Steve come into the upside down*

Steve Harrington + Underrated Shots

But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close. 

Chapter five is up, you can read it on AO3.

Chrissy and Eddie have been best friends since middle school, ever since that one misguided kiss led to them coming out to each other in a panic. In order to shield themselves from the town’s homophobia, they promised that they’ll help each other find love; and that they won’t date until the other one does. Now, four years later, Robin finds out about their deal and in an attempt to shoot her shot with Chrissy, convinces Steve to take Eddie out on a date. The problem is Steve thinks he’s straight and Eddie hates him.

Or

A fic based on 10 Things I Hate About You, where the last thing that happened with the Upside Down was Starcourt (but Billy was never involved) and Eddie, Chrissy, Robin and Steve are trying to navigate their senior year and maybe, hopefully find love.

Chapter Synopsis

The time for Steve Harrington’s infamous party has arrived. As relationships are tested, new connections are built. Robin ponders taking a risk with Chrissy, unsure how to confess her feelings while Steve gets to see a different side of Eddie.

i went on a deep dive of the Steve & Hopper ao3 tag yesterday and and it got me thinking about what would happen if Chief of Police Hopper ran into Steve and Eddie while he was on patrol after pseudo-adopting Steve, and it’s been long enough that Hopper is sort of a safe-person for Steve so Steve goes into full-fledged bitch mode when Hopper tries to pull cop stuff on them, and Eddie (who knew about none of this because Steve is a chronic under-sharer) is so totally baffled.

He’d spent years watching Steve sweet-talk his way out of trouble. Even before they started hooking up it used to drive Eddie goddamn insane, because if (when) Eddie pulled any of this shit Steve gets away with, he’d be totally screwed, but all Steve has to do is flash a sheepish grin and run a hand through his hair once or twice and say, all baleful, “I really didn’t mean any trouble,” and he’s home free.

It has its perks though, or so he's learned during his last few months of hanging around with Steve, so when Steve and Eddie’s make-out session is interrupted by the tell-tale red and blue lights of a cop car pulling up behind where Steve parked the Beemer a few hundred yards down a maintenance road, Eddie’s not all that worried. In fact, he’s got a pretty good amount of faith in Steve’s ability to spin up some story to keep them out of any real trouble, and as Chief Hopper ambles over to them, Eddie prepares himself for a whole show of, “Yes Chief, sorry Chief, it won’t happen again Chief.”

So imagine Eddie's complete and utter surprise when Hopper barks, “Hey, morons! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” and Steve only rolls his eyes and says, “What’s it to you?”

Eddie feels his jaw drop.

“Steve,” he mutters through gritted teeth. He tries to elbow Steve into shutting the hell up, but he misses because Steve has already taken several steps forward to meet Hopper, his face turned up in a kind of defiance Eddie doesn’t think he’s ever seen on him before.

“What’s it to me?” Hopper repeats, glowering at Steve, “It’s midnight. I’m on patrol. You’ve got one of the most recognizable cars in this entire damn town parked in a restricted-access zone with this idiot–” Hopper gestures at Eddie (Eddie didn’t think the pointing or the idiot were necessary, but clearly, clearly, he’s missing something here), “–who’s been dragged into my station more times than I could count.”

“The town line, Hop, is over there,” Steve says, pointing at an indiscriminate spot over Hop’s shoulder that may or may not be part of the Hawkins town line, “We’re not even in Hawkins anymore. You’re totally out of your jurisdiction.”

“You wanna know something about jurisdiction, smart-ass?” Hopper asks, “If my report says shit happened in my jurisdiction, it happened in my jurisdiction.”

“Wow,” Steve deadpans, “Way to not sound totally corrupt. Nice work, Chief.”

Hopper’s jaw twitches for a second, and he’s clearly debating if he wants to keep arguing with Steve who, to Steve’s credit, looks like he’s got debate in him for days. Ultimately though, Hopper decides against it and stalks back over to his squad car.

“If you’re not home by one there’s gonna be hell to pay. You hear me, Harrington?” Hopper yells, “One AM. Hell to pay.”

“Oh, sure,” Steve rolls his eyes, “Totally hear you. One AM. Loud and clear or whatever.”

Steve flips the cruiser both birds as it peels away, which Hopper only flashes his high beams at a couple times before he’s gone, kicking up a bunch of dirt and mulch and leaves in his wake, and Steve is wearing an exasperated expression as he turns to face Eddie again.

“God, he’s so annoying. Let’s just go to my house.”

Eddie gapes at him.

“What the fuck was that?”

“Huh?”

“What the fuck was that?” Eddie repeated, gesturing wildly towards where Hopper’s car had just been.

“Wha– you mean with Hop?”

“Uh, yeah?!?”

Steve just brushed him off, “Whatever, just ignore him. He’s basically my dad.”

“What?”

I’ve seen this done before but I just had to contribute since I know Eddie would have some words for that room.