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    This couple lives rent free in my head like Mary Ann lived in Gorgug's all year.

    I've finally found a rarepair so rare I'm forced to write my own fics for it. First three are explicit smut but All Pulp No Juice is basically just fluff.

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    Eddie knows he’s gonna lose it one day. Every single time he watches Steve put his hands on his hips and reprimands the feral teens, he wants to jump the man’s bones.

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    Eddie can't take it anymore and blurts out how bad he wants Steve, and Steve doesn't understand what the big deal is.

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    02 Dec 2025

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    "So how have the shows been going? Score any groupies yet?"

    Shit. Eddie's never going to get a better opening than that, is he? He laughs, high and breathless, his heart beating a stampede from his chest up to his throat. "Actually, that's an interesting question, Steve, and it brings me to an important point. Something I've been wanting to talk to you about for a while, some relevant information I should probably divulge, but I thought it might be prudent to wait until I was out of punching range."

    "Sometimes I can't keep up when you talk," Steve says. "You wanted to tell me something?"

    "Yeah. Yes. I absolutely did, and I'm going to tell you. Right now." Eddie twists his rings around his fingers, takes a deep breath, and says, "I'm gay, Steve."

    "Oh," says Steve, and Eddie dies a thousand deaths, each more intricate and painful than being eaten by demobats. Then Steve says, "Boy groupies, then?"

     

    or: while on tour with Corroded Coffin, Eddie makes an important phone call to Steve.

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    01 Dec 2025

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    “You’re talking out of your ass, Harrington. You have no basis for comparison whatsoever.” He’s perched on the edge of the couch cushion, leaning forward so he can more effectively yell at Steve, who’s sprawled out on his elbows on the floor.

    “I have a dick, don’t I?” Steve snaps back. Eddie thanks his personal pantheon of indifferent gods that his face is already pink with annoyance, so he doesn’t humiliate himself by blushing over nothing more than an oblique reference to Steve Harrington’s dick.

    “Just because you have one doesn’t mean–”

    "You're the one who has no basis for comparison! I at least have some kind of experience with blow jobs. Lots of experience, in fact."

    "Yes, we all know you're a huge slut, Steve," Eddie says. "No need to brag."

    Every time Steve comes over to Eddie's to smoke up, they end up in some kind of stupid argument. Usually it's about music, or movies, or whether Dustin should ever be allowed to have a pet again. But tonight, somehow–Eddie can't remember exactly how it got started, but he definitely blames Steve–they're in each other's faces about which of them gives better head.

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    30 Nov 2025

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    Wouldn’t it be hilarious if Steve was just naturally amazing at DND?

    Like he can see the strategy clear as day and can’t understand why the other players are taking so long to decide on their next move. He’s never caught by surprise by the story. He built his nearly flawless absolute weapon of a character in less than twenty minutes.

    Eddie fucking hates it but oh boy does it turn him on

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    Steve rails Eddie while talking about D&D

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    30 Nov 2025

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    The kiss is brief, only a second or two, not even long enough for Steve to really register what's happening before Eddie pulls away. Steve’s frozen in place, his arms still wrapped around Eddie.

    Steve blinks down at him. "What?" he says stupidly. What?

    Eddie closes his eyes, a weak smile on his lips. "Something to remember me by."

    "You're not dying," Steve says. It feels like his mouth isn't attached to his brain anymore; the inside of his head is a dial tone.

    "Of course I am," Eddie says, eyes still closed. "I'm dying right now."

    "You're not, though." His voice keeps getting higher, for some reason. "You're not going to die here."

    "Spare me the pity, Harrington, I know—"

    "You're literally not dying right now." His whole body is hot. Is he sweating? "You lost some blood but they didn't get deep enough—I looked—you're going to be fine."

    There's a pause. "I'm going to be fine?" Eddie asks, voice also going high and thin. "You're—sure?"

    "Yes."

    "Fascinating. Great. Are you—could you do me a favor, then, and maybe just—leave me here anyway?"

    "What?" Steve says. The dial tone gets louder. "No. Why?"

    "No reason," Eddie says, voice tight.

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