steddie but backwards

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(eddie x fem reader)

- he leaves you for a man

this tweet but make it eddie munson talking about steve harrington

what if steve and eddie dated prior to season four?

what if they dated in secret, when eddie was still growing out his buzzcut, and before steve ever met nancy?

many thoughts are being had tonight 🫡

this is canon

me refreshing the steddie ao3 tag every morning like i’m reading the newspaper

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source ✩

steve is an early bird and eddie’s a night owl and by the time steve’s ready to pass out a night, eddie just let’s him fall asleep in his arms, as he carefully and quietly flips through the pages of a book

steve and eddie have been together for 4 years and then one day one of steve’s exes from high school finds where they live and drops off a little girl, around 5 years old, claiming she’s steve’s daughter !!!

i’m all about eddie taking steve to his first metal concert and watching him slowly get into it, and eventually at the end he’s hollering and whooping, head-banging alongside eddie to the rhythm of the music. this is also the moment eddie realizes that he’s in love with him. :,)

steve bringing him and eddie’s daughter to a corroded coffin concert, giving her sound-proof headphones so she can comfortably enjoy the show.

eddie spotting them in the crowd and his daughter, who sits atop steve’s shoulders, blows him kisses shouting “DADA!” as loud as her little voice can muster <3

these are all steddie fics i loved reading! i’ve been collecting them for over a couple months now, and i felt like i should share them :,)

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

⚠️ flashing lights warning (gif at the end) ⚠️

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something about famous rockstar eddie munson, and his boyfriend/groupie steve harrington.

steve and eddie dated for three years after the fall of vecna.

three years, they loved each other.

for three years, they gave it their all, until they couldn’t.

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twelve years later, steve’s married. has a family and kids. and eddie? touring the united states, with his band the wrath of inferno.

they meet by chance, in a bar in indianapolis.

steve has glasses now, has to clean them to make sure he isn’t seeing things. like the man that got away isn’t sitting a mere few inches away from him.

eddie’s got salt and pepper hair, a silver band on his ring finger, and an arm around another guy.

steve swallows thickly, brings the liquid courage to his mouth, and takes a few gulps.

“eddie?”

“….steve?”

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steve’s never been a strong reader.

the letters swim together on the page, and it frustrates him.

he doesn’t know why.

he wants to be able to experience the worlds that eddie gushes about to him, wants to experience that for himself.

so eddie starts reading to him.

eddie reads to him every night in bed, puts on character voices that has steve giggling into his shoulder. peers over eddie’s shoulder and reads along with him, finds it’s easier when eddie’s speaking out loud.

eddie never calls him “stupid,” never calls him any of the insults that his teachers called him back in highschool that made him feel insecure.

he just simply flicks the page over, giving steve a lopsided grin that has steve’s heart fluttering.

“i think you’re really gonna like this next part,” eddie says warmly, and steve smiles back, presses a kiss to the nape of his neck.

he really likes the next part—he always does.

.・。.・゜✭・.

steve and eddie meet at a religious camp when they’re younger—steve was sent by his parents, whereas eddie was sent by his parents.

they spend the summer skirting around each other, two boys coming to terms with their own sexuality in an unsafe environment.

on the last day of camp, eddie kisses steve lightly on the trail back to the cabins, heart racing in his chest.

steve doesn’t kiss back.

panicking, he runs back to his cabin, buried himself underneath his blankets, and cries himself to sleep.

what he doesn’t know, is steve wanted to kiss him.

so badly.

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flash-forward to high school; eddie’s grown his hair out, rejected all forms of organized religion, moved in with wayne, and started selling drugs.

flash-forward to high school; eddie’s grown his hair out, rejected all forms of organized religion, moved in with wayne, and started selling drugs.

steve is the most popular guy in hawkins high, and is also dating nancy wheeler.

steve watches eddie from afar, remembers the time they spent at summer camp together.

they never speak to each other, only fleeting glances in the hallway, sweat prickling on the backs of their necks.

that is, until vecna happens.

and eddie pins him to the ball, a bottle to his throat, fire in his eyes.

and that’s when all the feelings steve’s been suppressing for all these years come rushing back.

forever stuck on multiverse traveler steve meeting eddie in every universe and falling in love with him every single goddamn time, even though eddie’s destined to die young in every universe.

steve cups eddie’s face in his hands, and says, “in every universe, i’d always choose you.”

・゜゜・．

the episode “beyond the sea” of black mirror, but make it steddie.

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it’s the 60s.

steve harrington, loving husband and father to two kids, is sent on a mission to space. he is tasked with monitoring and repairing the ship, ensuring everything is up to protocol.

when nightfall comes, he transfers his consciousness to his replica, which resides in california, so that he can spend time with his family.

eddie munson is the other person on board.

it’s a two man job, one that requires the both of them in order to maintain the spaceship, but in his free time, he transfers his consciousness to his replica on earth, to spend time with his wife, and daughter in hawkins, indiana.

what the two of them don’t realize, is how disconnected they feel from their replicas. the sex isn’t the same, their emotions are weak, and they are unable to experience the true meaning of life, cooped up in the spaceship, miles away from their families.

so they turn to each other.

it starts with the little things—steve brushing against eddie’s shoulder, eddie passing sneaking glances whenever steve’s not looking.

the only real human contact, is the contact they experience with each other.

over the course of six years, they start to catch feelings, start to rely on the electricity that courses through their skin whenever they touch, as the connection they feel with their wives are weak, not as strong.

when steve transfers his consciousness to earth, spends time writing songs about steve. hums the melody underneath his breath, waits for the man to return to his arms.

when eddie’s gone, steve draws. he draws so much it overflows from his notebook, spills onto the floor in a mesh of paper. there is one consistent factor about his art.

and that is eddie.

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they didn’t mean to fall for each other, didn’t mean to live this double life—sneaking around, lying to their families—but they couldn’t help it.

people crave human connection, and whether it was forced conformity, or loneliness that led to their relationship, it doesn’t matter in their eyes

all they know, it’s that they love each other.

and that’s all that matters.