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Eddie Munson’s seen enough of Steve Harrington to last a lifetime. He’s rich, popular, mean for sport, and somehow manages to turn every house party into his own personal ego parade. Between that and the fact that Steve and his jock buddies have made Eddie’s life miserable since freshman year, Eddie’s got plenty of reasons to hate him. Then one night, Eddie finds Steve somewhere he never thought he’d be, and suddenly “King Steve” doesn’t look quite so untouchable.
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09 Jan 2026
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But he didn’t count on the fact there was one person in the room who, besides Eleven and Hopper, had the reason to be the most stir-crazy of them all — and Munson had practically made antagonizing Steve into an even bigger pastime than a professional goddamn sport.
There were a variety of one liners he liked to deploy when Steve would roll his eyes or let loose a huff of annoyance.
“What’s got your panties in a twist, Harrington?” he would ask, or, “Baby skip his nap today?”
A personal favorite of his seemed to be some variation of asking if it was Steve’s time of the month. “You on your period, sweetheart?” he’ll ask. It never failed to kill with the boys, who would fall all over themselves laughing when he asked — usually after whatever meeting they were in, because it also never failed to get Nancy apoplectic. Munson, to his credit, had only needed twice to learn to keep that one way under his breath and out of her earshot for fear she’d shoot his nuts off.
These questions also had the unique ability to make Steve as red as a fucking tomato which, like, fuck him, he guessed.
In which Steve learns a thing or two, by doing a thing or two.
Bookmarked by Autumn822
27 Dec 2025
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wild, wild horses (couldn't drag me away) by m4zzyst4r (cinematicghibli)
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
23 Oct 2025
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“Which of you morons,” she hisses, “let Eddie log into twitter today?”
Eddie blinks.
“How do you-”
“Because, Eddie- you commented using the band account. You logged in on our official socials.”
Eddie stares at her dumbly. Then-
“Oh fuck.”
“Yes,” she agrees. “Oh fuck.”
“I’ll- delete that, then,” he laughs nervously. “Before-”
“Before someone picks up on it, screenshots it, begins distributing it across the internet at a frankly alarming pace and starts a series of hashtags up in an effort to find the ‘pretty boy’ gardener you were lusting over?”---
Eddie is a burnt-out-overworked-crash-and-burn-rockstar with a crippling twitter addiction. Steve is a chronically-offline-homegrown-indiana-boy-flowershop-owner with a green thumb and a penchant for taking in strays.
So naturally when Eddie first sees him, he's head over heels. And Steve has no clue what his day job is.
He'll tell Steve about his 'real' identity before things go too far- right?- Language:
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Bookmarked by Autumn822
18 Dec 2025
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It wasn’t like Eddie could just go and tell Steve that he’d Had An Effect, Jesus. Steve may have been like something out of a story, but he was also, well. Incredibly, painfully straight. So, Eddie had resigned himself to pining.
But then darling Steve had agreed to join a campaign. And Eddie…
Well, he couldn’t romance Steve and win, not in the cold and unforgiving reality of Hawkins, Indiana. But like hell he couldn’t win in his game. After all, what was D&D for, if not living out one’s fantasies?
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16 Dec 2025
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“Steve, I’ve solved your problem.”
“Huh?”
“I’ve found your dreamboat. Your perfect match, your other half- fits your type to a t. Literally right now, you could walk over and proposition this person to bear your six offspring and sail off into the sunset together in a shitty RV.”
Steve blinks at her bemusedly, and then she points out beyond the pool- where Eddie Munson sits in the grass, smiling lazily as El and little Holly Wheeler adorn him in daisy chains, giggling as he bows to each of them, adjusting his flowery crown.
Steve groans, face in his palms.
“Yeah,” he laughs dryly, “if only Eddie was a chick, huh?”
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five times steve laments over the fact that eddie would be the perfect partner if he was a girl, and one time where he realises that’s no longer an issue for him
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15 Dec 2025
