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Older Steve who downloads tik tok and begins to make book tok videos without ever having read much. Instead, he makes it like a collaborative book club where his followers suggest books and after he gives them his review.
At first people love him bc heās this cute fifty year old man with glasses and a husband who was a famous metal star in the nineties and early 2000s. Then there are other people who give him the Pedro Pascal treatment of calling him ādaddyā and thirsting for him. Steve shuts that down immediately.
The popular first request was the LOTR series and Steve has to apologize and say that his husband reads them to him and has been doing it for decades now.
Then comes Harry Potter and Steve is a little apprehensive because the author is a piece of shit. But he does read them and has a mini obsession over it.
Then he moves on to other books, and then the queer community of booktok finds him and begin requesting a bunch of queer books. Steve cries while reading The Song of Achilles, but loves it.
Then, they make him read a book full of smut, and Steve makes a video halfway through the book where heās like;ļæ¼
āYou guys are making me read porn!ā You can clearly hear Eddie cackling in the background
- - -
Steve makes a special series where he and Eddie purposely read shity books and laugh along the way. (Colleen hover makes many appearances)
*reading about the two characters laughing at their babyās balls*
Steve: *speechless*
Eddie: *speechless x2* and gay people are the problem?
They look at each other and burst out laughing
- - -
Steve making another series with Nancy and Robin where they look at how some male authors write female characters.
Nancy: *reading* her breasts jiggled excitedly as she descended the stairs
Robin: *laughing her ass off in lesbian*
Steve: *also laughing along*
Eddie: *pops his head into frame* I, for one can account this as true. Steveās tits do jiggle excitedly
Eddie stitches the video with an old home movie where Steve is running down the stairs shirtless, and his tits do in fact jiggle
- - -
Steve makes a video with Eddie where Eddie explains how he annotated his books and shows his oldest copies of the hobbit and LOTR.
Then thereās a small clip of one of Steveās annotations in one book and it says āslayā
Cut to Eddie laughing asking where Steve got that word from and how long heās been using it secretly in his annotations.
- - -
Steve gets an opportunity to partner up with audible or some shit to make a small collection of his favorite books into a subscription bundle.
Heās so excited when he also starts seeing bookshops make a little table with a sign saying āSteveās Favoritesā
Heās so exited because reading and books was something he hated for so many years, but also something he managed to turn positive.
Some stores also display a āSteddie Favoritesā with the LOTR series and some of Steveās selected books.
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"Steve..?" The walkie crackles to life, filling the silence of the trio. A far less than pleasant sob followed, the voice, alarm shooting through Steve and settling deep in his chest. Exchanging a short glance with Robin, he turned and grabbed the device from his pocket.
"Uhh, Dustin? Did something happen? Why are you radioing?" Steve spoke nimbly, already barreling his way down the stairs and through the creaky alternate dimension version of a murder house, much to both Nancy and Robin's dismay. Their shouts of protest fell on deaf ears.
"Steve- it's Eddie" The radio cracked again "He's-he's- Steve he's gone"
"Dustin, what do you mean gone? He left? Did he leave you behind? I swear to god if he did I'm going to beat his ass or so hel-ā
Another sob "Steveā¦ Eddie's- he's dead Steve. And I don't- Steve I just need you here- he-he can't be dead" Dustin's voice cracked, "Steve he can't be dead! He just can't- I need your help- he's- he's not breathing and I don't know what to do just- Steve-"
"I'm on my way" He paused, noticing the two girls had gotten on his trail, "We're on our way" Steve continued down the stairs, throwing the yellowing stained glass door open, rushing down the porch and across the street.
"Dustin" Nancy's voice came to life over the walkie, stern and sharp as always "I need you to check his pulse, and for any sign of lifeā
"And CPR!" Robin chimed in "Steve taught you last summer right? Not that you wouldn't know CPR already or anything cause I'm sure you're smarter than me and Steve combined but just to make sure- even break a rib or two- I mean preferably not- my dad broke a rib when I was fourteen and it was just awful-"
"Not helping Robin!" Steve chided, shooting her a glance, "But yes, Dustin try CPR"
"I'm trying!! Just hurry already! I'm kind of freaking out right now so you three better move your asses or so help me"
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Eddie having a tattoo on the inside of his thigh that he cant fully really remember getting, it's of an S.
He vaguely remembers another person being there. But it was on a night out in Indy with the guys, having successfully managed to convince them to go to a club with him (how Gareth pulled more than he did, while his underage ass was only drinking cokes? Uncertain. but Gareth discovered he's bi so. Congrats Gareth)
Getting black out drunk, completely off his face, he remembers pulling one person while Gareth introduced Jeff and Frank to a group of lesbians he'd somehow charmed.
And that vague outline of a person who'd kissed him senseless in a cubicle in the mens bathroom, being with him when he got that tattoo. Maybe getting one for themselves too.
it's only after the world doesnt end while at an impromptu we saved the world pool party at Steve's McMansion, while spending an unfortunate amount of time ogling the other man's legs in those shorts, wishing he still had that bat facing courage needed to go over there and just bite one of them. That he notices the tattoo.
an E. Right there on the inside of his thigh, just low enough that the shorts dont cover it.
Steve doesnt really remember where he got his first and only tattoo either.
He remembers taking Robin out to Indy after the mall went up in smoke, after the bruising and the swelling went down on his face. He remembers promising her a night out somewhere where she'd fit in the weekend before they'd start their first shifts at Family Video.
He promised that it'd be somewhere where she'd find her people.
Her parents hadn't minded, free thinking ex-hippies that they were, they wished them a fun night, and told them not to do anything they wouldnt do. Which... okay fair. Whatever that'd be, it would be pretty extreme. Best not to do that.
Her father may have pulled him aside for a moment and made sure Steve knew with absolute certainty that if he knocked up his daughter there'd be hell to pay, but Steve had reacted with just enough revulsion and dude no she's like my sister, because somehow trauma bonding in a secret Russian bunker high on truth serum also doubled as 'you're my sibling now' bonding, that her parents were pretty sure he was just a friend.
Which was good. Their little weirdo needed a friend.
He remembers the start of the night. The promise he asked her to make after they'd snagged a room at a nearby motel to stay the night, two beds, of course. The promise that she wouldn't ask him how he knew of the place he was taking her, because he wasnt sure he was ready to talk about it just yet.
He remembers her finding a group of lesbians who basically adopted her near the bar, him looking on in fond amusement as they then moved on to fawn over a cute little guy with nice hair definitely too young to be in there, then his friends who he introduced them all too.
His ID worked there. It always worked there. The bartender thought he was cute so of course it worked there. Bartender wasnt his type but he was easy to flirt with just enough to keep getting those drinks. Flash a smile, lay on a little of his charm, and the drinks would keep flowing.
Flowing, flowing, and flowing.
That's when things got a little. Hazy.
He remembers a crooked grin, brown eyes, big, curly hair, a deep voice, a bathroom stall, and lips that tasted just like cheap beer but addictive all the same, the rest is kind of hazy.
He knows he woke up with Robin half sprawled across his chest and half hanging out of his bed, hers still made, him in his boxers and a gym shirt and her in an adorable set of penguin pyjamas, his leg aching.
Aaaaaand that he had a tattoo on his thigh.
Robin didn't have one. They checked. She checked thoroughly in the bathroom. Something he breathed a sigh of relief at because that probably fell into the realm of 'doing something we wouldn't do' But his was just a single letter.
E.
Although he didn't remember it clearly, and although Robin cackled like a hyena at him, in his gut he knew that somewhere out there. In the great wide world. Someone had a matching tattoo, someone matched him, and deep down, he kind of hoped he'd meet them again, clearly they'd had enough fun while drunk off their faces to think of doing it in the first place.
But... honestly... realistically? What would be the odds of meeting that guy again?
Steve finds out when Nancy calls for a game of never have i ever and Eddie just about manages to build enough courage through alcohol consumption to say "Never have I ever gotten a letter tattooed on my thigh after making out with a stranger in a bathroom at a club in Indy"
Robin with her jaw dropped to the floor, her arm swinging back and forth to point at them both while Steve just stares at him as Eddie slowly brings that cup to his mouth to take a drink.
Something Steve then slowly copies as a commotion kicks up around them because "Steve, you have a tattoo? How have i never seen your tattoo?!"
"I got it after we broke up."
"He was drunk off his face and doesnt remember it" Robin just laughing away, shock turning into amusement.
"Whats the tattoo of?" Jonathan ever the neutral party just wanting the details.
"A letter, obviously, it was in the prompt, right Eddie?"
"Mmhm, you're correct Robin."
"Do you have a letter too then Eddie? That's so wild you both have letters that you got from meeting strangers in Indy! What are the chances?"
"Yep, wild. So wild, Robin. So very very wild. Simply the wildest."
"Eddie, mind coming upstairs with me for a minute?"
"I think i'd rather stay here where it's safe thanks for the offer though, Steve very appreciated."
"Upstairs. Now."
"Yes sir."
He expects a few things to come from it, a 'it meant nothing' or a 'i was confused' or even the kicker 'tell anyone what we did and you're dead, Munson'
What he doesnt expect, is to be crowded against Steve's bedroom door and kissed within an inch of his life, breath stolen right from his lungs, Steve uttering "God i hope you still want me as much as i want you" while he can faintly hear Robin downstairs calling it on their night of fun, knowing the two of them wouldnt be back down any time soon.
Steve would be an absolute menace (pun intended) with the fake, clunky, plastic lightsabers that start being sold when the Star Wars prequels come out.
He doesn't get one for himself, he steals one of Eddie's or Dustin's and twirls it in his hand before he whacks someone with it. The only people free from his viscous lightsaber attacks are Max and Erica.
Yes, this does devolve into Steve, Eddie, and the Party having giant lightsaber battles in somebody's backyard. Eddie has Darth Maul's double-ended one and smacks himself in the face with it more than he hits anyone else.
Thinking of one where Robin gets a new number and scribbles it down for Steve in a rush because she has a Tinder date with a really cute girl, and she does not have time for Steve to inevitably mistype his phone password several times before finding his contacts app. She rips off the scrap of paper and shoves it at Steve as she rushes to finish her hair and retouch up her mascara.
āRobin, you look great.ā
Robin huffs, āI donāt need to look great. I need to look fantastic! You saw the girl! Sheās hot, and, for once, I had such a great conversation and we were immediately connecting, you know?ā
She rambles on as Steve rolls his eyes and tries to tune her out a bit. Itās not that he isnāt happy for her, itās justā¦ heās suffering from a small, embarrassing crush on Dustinās older friend. And while he knows he could just ask him out like any other person, he finds himself at a loss for words in front of the hyper man. And usually, Steve is more than happy to ramble about random shit and flirt until he has the person practically melting into a puddle of goo at his feet.
All heās saying is Eddie Munson is different.
And he doesnāt know what to do about it but suffer in silence until their inevitable interactions where he unapologetically shoves his way into his space and calls him little flirtatious nicknames that make Steveās mind go blank.
Steve has never felt so flustered in his life.
A snap brings him back to reality, and he looks at Robin who does a final spin and asks, āGood?ā
Steve looks her over and smiles. āPerfect. Now, go have fun and be safe. Iāll text you to make sure sheās not a serial killer or something.ā
āThatās comforting,ā Robin says but looks in the mirror one more time before nodding and rushing off yelling, āBye!ā
Steve looks down at the piece of paper in his hand a cringes and the hurried scribbles. Hopefully heāll be able to decipher it correctly.
He watches through the window, trying not to look too creepy, as Robin climbs into the car with a big smile before it slowly starts moving down the street. Steve feels better once he sees her date is a careful driver.
Steve waits a few more minutes before he makes his way out of the house and goes to his own. Once he gets into his room, he pulls out the piece of paper and types it into his contacts - after messing up the password and struggling to find his contacts.
Steve: So not a serial killer I hope?
Thereās instantly some typing back that worries Steve. Shouldnāt Robin be distracted by her date?
Robin: Not a serial killer but you might beā¦ who is this? You intrigue me.
Not Robin. Steveās heart races as he looks at the scrap of paper. Damn scribbled mess.
Steve: Sorry!! I mustāve typed in the wrong number. Friend is on a first date and was checking in
Not Robin: So sweet of you. Although it makes me nervous that you have no way of contacting your friend and finding out
Steve hadnāt even thought of that. His heart races more. Heās always been one to worry.
Steve: Shit.
Not Robin: Do they have an Instagram that you can message and ask for their number? Not that I mind texting you this lonely Friday night, but itās probably a good option
He sighs in relief. The stranger is smart and honestly a bit charming. Itās definitely a lonely Friday night for him too. He goes to Instagram and send Robin a quick message before returning to his texts.
Steve: Youāre a genius! But whatās a genius doing alone this Friday night?
He stares at the message before sending it. No regrets.
He looks at it for a minute longer as the stranger doesnāt reply. Okay, maybe he has some regrets.
He starts typing out an apology, but a response comes in.
Not Robin: Nothing much really. Debating playing my guitar or staring at my ceiling for a few hours. Both very exciting options. Although I like this new option of texting you moreā¦ I will say Iām a 20 year old male though. Donāt want to be texting a minor or some shit.
Steve stares at the message and his heart thuds. 20 year old male. What are the chances?
Steve: 19 year old male here, so youāre in the clear. Unless one of us is lying.
Not Robin: hmmā¦ that makes you sound a bit suspicious but Iāll pinky promise that Iām not lying to you on my end if youāll do the same
Steve smiles at the message as he types back.
Steve: Pinky promise ā¤ļø
He stares at the heart thatās a little bold, but hey. Why not take a risk?
Not Robin: Looks like my night is getting a lot better
Steve laughs and canāt help but think the same thing.
-:-:-:-:-:-
They text nonstop for the next few days. Steve opens his soul more than he has in years, and the stranger does the same in return. They flirt and exchange jokes and whatnot as well, but Steve always looks forward to when itās late at night, and the stranger is always up and willing to hear some of his deepest thoughts.
Robinās worried a bit about the person being some lying creep, but Steve isnāt too worried. Heās given away nothing too personalā¦ except his crush on Eddie Munson.
He hasnāt told the stranger the name of his crush or exactly how he knows him, but in response, the stranger talks about his own hopeless crush on this hot guy who doesnāt really say much to him. They both joke about how theyāre hopeless, and Steve almost wonders if heās falling for the stranger alongside Eddie.
But itās a crazy thought. The guy could be halfway across the country, but Robin argues that theyāre nearby with the way the area codes match.
Steve just shrugs it off and tries not to think too hard about it.
-:-:-:-:-:-
Two weeks pass and Steve finds himself giggling in his bed at 2am, trying to fight sleep as the stranger rattles on about some kid heās friends with that sounds oddly like Dustin. Steve shares his own stories about his Dustin and his annoying habits, but the two of them agree they wouldnāt change a single thing about their friends.
Not Robin: By the way, Iām going to be MIA for a few hours tomorrow. Got this sort of big game coming up.
Steveās heart drops a bit at the thought. Tomorrow he was going to try to get a pep talk from the stranger before he has to face Eddie after the big final to his Dnd campaign.
Steve: damn. Iāll miss you. Iāll be hyping myself up tomorrow before I see my guy. Think you could give a brief pep talk?
He watches as the stranger types for a while, but is surprised with how short the text ends up being.
Not Robin: Just be yourself. If he canāt see how amazing you are, then heās not the right guy for you š¤ goodnight, stranger. Wish me luck as I will be seeing my guy too
Steve stares at the heart and feels his own heart beating fast.
Steve: Good luck :) Same to you š¤. But hey, try to get his number this time! Goodnight
He feels his stomach kind of flip at the idea.
Not Robin: thank you. Iāll try
Steve hearts the message and puts his phone down. He stares at the ceiling and tries not to think too hard about the jealous feeling in the pit of his stomach as he drifts off.
-:-:-:-:-:-
Steve is slightly freaking out. Heās about to see Eddie, and heās decided if his stranger is finally going to get his crushās number, then heāll ask Eddie for his. Itāll be fine. Itāll be great.
He stares at the school and waits for Dustin to bust out the doors with Eddie trailing behind him. Steve nervously pulls out his phone.
Steve: About to see my guy and Iām freaking tf out! Miss you :( you always know what to say
He sees his stranger typing and his heart races.
Not Robin: Weird, Iām about to see mine too. But Iām gonna ask him for his number!! Iām determined. But hey, Iāve miss you too :( game just ended by the way
Not even seconds later, the doors to the school open, and Steve watches as Eddie comes out behind Dustin looking at his phone before turning it off and pocketing it. Steveās heart races.
āSteve! Eddieās campaign was incredible! I almost died twice, but Will ended up saving all our asses when he rolled a nat twenty during our final battle! It was so cool!ā Dustin says running up to Steve.
He laughs and nods not totally understanding what heās saying. But he sees Eddie come closer out of the corner of his eye. Okay. Get his number. Easy enough. He can do it. His stranger believes in him.
āOkay, you can tell me all about it on the way home. Just give me a minute here,ā Steve says patting Dustin on the shoulder as he approaches Eddie for once. He feels like he might pass out.
āHey,ā Eddie says with a big smile.
āHey yourself. Heard that it was a good game,ā Steve says, trying not to do a little dance at how heās able to get a full sentence out.
It seems to also surprise Eddie who has a blush rise to his face. āI was hoping it would be. Umā¦ā he trails off and kicks a rock on the ground. āSo, I was uh. Wondering ifā¦ā he takes a deep breath and looks at Steve. āWondering if I could get your number? In caseā¦ you knowā¦ something happens with Dustin or something. I donāt know,ā Eddie rambles out and pulls a piece of hair in front of his face.
Steve digs out his phone with a big smile. āHow about I get yours?ā
Eddie smiles and his hands drop down to fidget with his rings as he rattles out his number. Steve goes to his messages and types it in, only it shows the number appear as Not Robin.
Steve shakes his head and deletes the number. Surely he did something wrong. āSorry, could you repeat that?ā
Eddie nods and repeats his number slower. It pops up again. Not Robin.
Steveās heart thuds. āUhā¦ā he says and then carefully repeats the number back.
Eddie smiles and nods.
Steve swallows. Shit shit. Holy shit. Not Robin is Eddie. Heās been talking to Eddie this whole time and bearing his soul and talking about him to him. Holy shit what is life?
āHey, Steve, you okay?ā Eddie asks, concerned written all over his face when Steve glances up.
Steve stares and nods. āUmā¦ justā¦ youāre really not going to believe this.ā
Eddieās brows furrow. āBelieve what?ā
Steve takes a deep breath and types out a message to Not Robin.
Steve: Hey Eddie :)
Eddieās phone dings and he looks at the message before doing a double take at it. His jaw drops. āYouāreā¦ā
āYeah,ā Steve replies.
Eddie nods looking like heās half on the verge of panicking. āAnd your guy isā¦ā
āYou,ā Steve admits then his heart races. āAnd your guy?ā
āYou,ā Eddie says as his tongue comes up to worry his top lip.
Steve lets out a sigh of relief, āOh, thank god. Iāve been falling for both of you this whole time.ā
āMe too,ā Eddie says with a laugh. He holds Steveās gaze. āSoā¦ what do we do from hereā¦ā
Steve scratches his cheek and shrugs. āWell, I say we take a night to connect the dots about everything and then go on a date tomorrow? Eight oāclock? Iāll text you details tonight.ā
āSounds perfect,ā Eddie says with a big grin. Steve nods and starts to walk back to his car where he feels like heās about to have a full happy breakdown. āSteve?ā Eddie calls out.
Steve turns around and looks at him.
āThe buttheads weāve been talking about are Dustin, right?ā
Steve laughs and canāt help it as he walks back to Eddie throwing his arms around him in a hug. āGod, I missed you tonight.ā
Eddie squeezes him back, āI missed you, too.ā They pull away but stay close. āThis is going to take a bit of getting used to. Both my dreams guys are you.ā
āSame here. Shit.ā Steve takes a moment to look into Eddieās eyes. āI really want to kiss you.ā
āI was hoping youād say that,ā Eddie says leaning in.
The car horn beeps loudly causing them to both jump back. āListen!ā Dustin yells leaning out the window, āI donāt know what the fuck I missed, but I would appreciate it if you filled me in on the way home before my mom starts freaking out!ā
Steve sighs and drops his head to Eddieās chest. āWhat a butthead.ā
Eddie laughs and hugs him again. āTomorrow,ā he says like a promise.
āTomorrow,ā Steve says pulling away and raising up his pinky towards Eddie. He smiles down at it and links his pinky with his.
The car horn goes off again.
āAlright alright! Iām coming!ā Steve yells over his shoulder then gives Eddie one last pinky squeeze before walking away.
This is going to be a long car ride, but Steve doesnāt mind at all.
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obsessed with the idea that as soon Steve Harrington realizes that he is bi he skips over the internalized homophobia and the denial and goes straight (not! lol) to boyfriend. He tells Robin he has a crush on Eddie while he drives her to school in the morning and by the time they have their shift in the afternoon he is already Wayne's son in law. He gets over the whole crisis stuff in like 5 mins and panics instead over where he will take Eddie on their first date. He realized he really wants to run his hands through Eddie's hair (in a gay way) and half an hour later he already has his tongue down his throat.
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