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Just thinking about barista Eddie with his big hair all up in a messy bun, and he’s a supervisor so he’s stressed, but he’s pro his team of little coffee nerds (max, dustin and Erica probably) and very anti-asshole customer

So office-job bisexual Steve is just minding his business walking into The Daily Grind and sees this lanky sexy as hell angry man just ripping a customer a new one for disrespecting one of his team members

Robin: “Steve you’re staring.”

Steve: “Robin, I love him.”

Robin: “Then you can go order our coffees, dingus.”

Steve: “oh my god Robin I can’t talk to him!”

once again BEGGING you to stop tagging your steddie fic with the robin buckley/nancy wheeler tag

please

please

it's so simple. so easy. just... stop. If you have ronance in your fic, do NOT tag it in 'relationships'. Here's what you want to do.

do you see how you can include ronance as a side pairing? DO THIS. You don't have to follow the suggestions either, you can literally put robin buckley/nancy wheeler as a whole tag in the 'additional tags' without modifying it for 'established' or 'minor'.

It's very easy and it will make people happy instead of causing rage posts like this one. Ao3 has such a fantastic tagging system, PLEASE use it.

steve, getting down on one knee: eddie-
eddie: NOPE. GET UP
steve: w-what?
eddie tackles steve, causing steve to lose the -very expensive- ring in the sand.
steve: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?
eddie, holding up the sandy ring: stand up.
steve: wh-
eddie helps steve up, and slides the ring into his pocket, pulling out a velvet box.
steve: you've gotta be kidding me.
eddie: im about to look really stupid, so don't laugh, okay?
steve: YOUR PLAN THE WHOLE TIME WAS TO-
eddie: steve, i like wanna marry you. not platonically, y'know? i wanna um.. yeah. do you accept?
steve: wh.. what.. i.. do i accept what?
eddie: well, you know.
steve: ask me, eddie.
eddie: no.
steve: i will stand here as long as it takes for you to-
eddie: FINE! will you put this on your finger?
steve: THAT'S NOT THE QUESTION YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO ASK
eddie: OKAY WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO ASK, STEVE? NOTHING SEEMS TO BE GOOD ENOUGH.
steve: I WANT YOU TO ASK ME TO MARRY YOU
eddie:
steve:
eddie: oh
steve: sorry.
eddie: no, it's cool, man
steve: really?
eddie: yeah, all good.
steve: okay.
eddie: but like.. was that a no?
steve: no to what?
eddie: OH MY GOD. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING
steve: i have no idea, actually.
eddie: YES YOU DO
steve: nope. can you clarify?
eddie: will you...
steve:
eddie: WILL YOU MARRY ME?
steve: oh, that was forward.
eddie: you literally forced me to ask.
steve: you weren't held at gunpoint. do you not want to marry me?
eddie: YES, OBVIOUSLY I WANT TO MARRY- no. how'd you? no. steve, how did you get that ring out of my pocket. give me the ring. stop. get up. get up.
steve, sliding the ring on eddie's finger: it's too late. you already said yes.
eddie: HOW DARE YOU? I HAD THIS ALL PLANNED OUT-
steve: who planned this trip? me. because you don't like going places, but the entire reason i said 'hey, let's go to the beach' is because i didn't want to propose in the dumpster fire that hawkins is.
eddie: YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO DO THAT.
steve: already did.
eddie: I.. UGH.
steve: why do you think i was stalling?
eddie, aggressively sliding the ring onto steve's finger: i hate you.
steve: i love you too.

Even more incorrect fruity four quotes because I haven’t done that in a bit.

Steve: I asked Eddie out.

Nancy: Oh, I’m sorry.

Steve: Why?

Nancy: Well, I assume he said no.

Steve: No, he said yes.

Nancy: Really? Then I’m sorry for him.

-:-:-:-:-:-

Eddie: You have an impressive pain tolerance.

Steve: Thanks, it's the trauma.

-:-:-:-:-:-

Robin: Bet you can’t eat 15 crayons!

Eddie: Bet you I can!

Nancy: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*

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*Robin is casually searching around the room*

Steve: Hey Robin, what’re you looking for?

Robin: My will to live.

*Nancy walks into the room*

Robin: Oh, there it is.

-:-:-:-:-:-

Eddie: I am a responsible adult!

Nancy: *raises brow*

Eddie: I am an adult.

-:-:-:-:-:-

Robin: H-how do you ask someone out?

Eddie: Well, first-

Steve: Don't ask him, he asked me out in a McDonalds parking lot.

Robin: ...And you said yes?

-:-:-:-:-:-

Eddie: What’s up with Robin? She’s been laying on the floor for like….an hour now?

Steve: She’s just a little overwhelmed.

Eddie: Why?

Steve: Nancy smiled at her.

"I made you guys bracelets!" Steve announced, in lieu of a greeting as he walked into Family Video.

"I take it the princess party went well?" Eddie asked.

"It was a girl's night slumber party, thank you. Max would kick your ass if she heard you call it a princess party."

"Girl's night?" Eddie questioned, eyebrows raised in challenge.

"Shut up, I am an exception and it was my house so I get to join in."

"Wait, I'm a girl! Why wasn't I invited to girl's night?" Robin demanded, suddenly realizing she had been snubbed.

"Take it up with Max and El, I'm only an honorary member and have no sway. But anyways, back on the subject at hand, I made you guys gifts!"

Steve produced some brightly colored plastic beads bracelets. They had mismatched and disorganized colored beads and in the center, some white beads with black letters on them. He handed one each to Robin and Eddie and then kept two for himself.

They both examined their bracelets, which both read 'RIEND'.

"Um, what does this mean?" Eddie asked, trying not to sound unappreciative.

Steve showed off his own bracelets, putting one next to Eddie’s. This one read 'BOYF' and the other read 'BESTF', which he held out for Robin to see.

Eddie stared.

"Boyfriend. Why would you split it there? Boyfriend is literally already two words stuck together!"

"I wasn't gonna walk around with a bracelet that says boy or best, that would look dumb."

"You're so right, Steve, that would've looked dumb," Robin laughed. "I love your stupid brain so much."

Steve beamed, glad they were as amused by it as he had been when he thought of it. Eddie was laughing his ass off and trying to stop, but every time he looked down at Steve's bracelet that said BOYF, he would lose it again. His eyes were watering and he was doubled over in pain from how hard he was laughing at BOYF.

Eventually he pulled himself together and took one final deep calming breath, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Our bracelets match, too!" Robin pointed out, holding her wrist next to Eddie’s, comparing their RIEND bracelets.

"We do have shared custody of the most beautiful doofus to roam the planet, it makes sense. And I could think of worse people to match."

"You're not so bad yourself."

"I was talking about myself," Eddie quipped.

"Wow, okay."

Eddie made grabby hands at Steve until he came close enough to be snatched into a hug.

"Thank you, Stevie, you're the best boyf a guy could ever have."

Eddie standing in Steve’s kitchen being mid conversation with Robin and just in general being in Steve’s way. Now normally Steve would just budge past him but with Eddie especially he’s worried about being a jock/bully and react like Steve’s shoving him. So Steve just puts his hands on Eddies waist and picks him up then plops him to side because that seems nicer, then just goes about getting stuff from the fridge. Meanwhile Eddie is bright red and having an error 404 message blaring in his brain.

eddie knows that steve’s house isn’t a home. that he doesn't really actually feel comfortable there, or safe. it makes eddie sad every time he's over, along with the lack of photos and art and personality that could make it a home. he still stays over fairly often, sleeps in steve's bed, makes coffee and breakfast in the kitchen, lounges on the sofa.

steve’s parents come back without warning one day and find eddie and steve kissing in the kitchen.

nothing scandalous or inappropriate or anything like that. they’re both smiling, leaning over their coffee cups to peck each other's lips, (and eddie thinks the harringtons have the worst timing in all of human existence, because this is the first time they’ve kissed today), but catherine claps her hand over her mouth like they walked in on them fucking on the dining table. steve barely reacts when they walk in. he just sips his coffee slowly.

walter tells him to leave. his voice is quiet and lethally calm, and steve does as he says. eddie follows.

steve moves in with eddie that day, into the apartment the government gave them after the trailer was destroyed. it’s small, only slightly bigger than the trailer was, with two bedrooms. steve stays overnight enough that he practically already lives there, but now eddie makes space in his drawers for steve’s clothes. it doesn’t take long for their clothes to combine.

(part 3 of November Paramedic; part 2 is here.)

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To those who asked to be tagged and haven't been: I don't know why, but after several attempts I've found that I'm unable to tag anyone else. This is very frustrating for me, but I don't have the energy or brain power to figure it out at this late hour.

I'm sorry for not keeping my word to you.

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When Gareth mentioned a plan to locate Eddie’s paramedic in shining armor, Eddie assumed it'd be him getting into various accidents all over Indianapolis. It's something the little shit would've found funny, okay! But, Gareth's plan is much less hazardous and slightly more logical: lurk around the university until they spot him. Like a pair of drug dealers trying to tempt the goody-two-shoes protagonist into addiction and sin on an 80s Saturday morning cartoon.

It's not the simplest task since they don't know when Steve might be there. Also, other responsibilities mean they can only spare so many hours loitering. So, thirteen days post-hatching plan and nineteen days post-meeting Steve (not that Eddie's been counting or anything), with nothing to show for their ethically questionable behavior, Eddie is ready to give up. Especially since both of them have a rare simultaneous day off. Usually, those are spent jamming, smoking, playing D&D… literally anything other than this.

"This is fucking stupid," he says, cigarette clenched between his teeth. "We're not gonna run into him."

"Sure we are," Gareth says. He drops his butt among the dozens they've chain-smoked and lights another without meeting Eddie's gaze. "We're getting closer. I can feel it."

‘Of course, I remember you.’ 

As far as first words go, Eddie’s were a hell of a head-scratcher. 

To catch up the uninitiated, everyone in the world has a soulmate. It’s been debated and speculated if a person can have more than one, but the mechanics behind soulmates was a pseudo-science at best and downright magic at worst. The first words a person’s soulmate spoke to them were inscribed somewhere on that person’s body, typically in their soulmate’s handwriting. 

Doesn’t handwriting change over time? The uninitiated might ask, to which Eddie would repeat, it’s pseudo-science or magic. Either that or something like quantum mechanics, where people are pretty sure, one day we’ll understand how it works, but right now there are a lot of theories and only a little bit of evidence, most of which contradicts itself.

Most of the time, the words are boring and wholly unhelpful. He could count on two hands the number of people that simply had some variation of ‘hello’, tattooed somewhere on their body. From Eddie’s point of view, he got lucky. 

He had a sentence of scratchy scrawl written on his inner arm stating, ‘of course, I remember you’. And really, what the hell was Eddie meant to make of that? 

Typically, your tattoo lets you know you’d found your soulmate upon first meeting, but his words implied he’d meet his soulmate before they first speak and that it would be memorable. Wasn’t that goddamn frustrating? 

His soulmate’s first words were right up there with ‘hello’ in Eddie’s list of ‘top five worse soulmate marks,’ because how the hell were those poor bastards meant to know if they’d just met the love of their life or if it was just their weird neighbour Tom? With his number one spot reserved for Gareth’s truly horrific, ‘I’d thought you’d be taller’. His soulmate was original. He’d give him that. 

There was no surefire way to know your soulmate’s gender, same as there was no surefire way for a mother to ‘just know’ a baby’s gender before it was born. Yet if Eddie was being sacrilegious, as he so often was, he’d say he ‘just knew’ his soulmate was a guy. 

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STRANGER THINGS ‣ 4.02- Vecna’s CurseOoh, I think I found our morning movie. Doctor Zhivago. Ugh, you know I don’t do double VHS. But it’s about doomed love. Oh, well, that’s relatable.

I mean, the good news is, I get a big enough thump on my head, I can change, you know? I can learn. I can crawl forward.

Steve + caring for everyone when nobody expects it

Just twirling my hair and thinking about Steve & Chrissy’s dynamic if she would have lived. Like she would have been Eddie’s platonic soulmate but her and Steve would be such jocks together.

- Steve helping Chrissy with her relationship with food by cooking her home cooked meals & then going on jogs together without any pressure on making it about losing weight

-Chrissy actually being able to keep up with him in the water & days at the lake of them racing one another

- Steve spotting her when she practices her tumbles

And then Halloween rolls around. Eddie and Robin show up to Steve’s dressed in matching costumes. They’ve firmly landed on the ‘silly’ side of the holiday dressed as Tom and Jerry using fur coats they thrifted along with big cartoonish animal ears. Chrissy comes out of Steve’s bathroom in an oversized basketball getup with Harrington printed on the back. It takes a few seconds for Eddie to catch on but when Steve calls out from the bathroom-

“Chrissy did I leave the pom-poms out there?”

Eddies just- he just. He looks at Robin with wide eyes. “Help. Me.”