Fuck, I Love This Coulor Pallet So Much

THIS.

Not me being obsessed with the Barbie movie after watching it and imagining Ness and Mike taking Abby to the theater to watch it (i know its not time period accurate, just let me be) and on the drive back, Ness and Abby would definitely sing "I'm just Ken" on the top of their lungs, having a great time and Mike just wants to do a James Bond jump out of their driving vehicle.

Also, Ness would totally gush about how hot Ken is

They'd totally have to wear all pink too, and Mike would have to borrow sth from Ness since he literally only owns black or grey stuff.

Whenever I get a new obsession I just get back and project it onto these three again, thats my life now👍

In my universe, MatPat's personas are characters Ness made up to entertain Abby and also because inventing characters and crafting costumes is a passion of him. It all started with the Detective who's just a Goldenretriever of a guy, but the more Ness gets into this, the more...unhinged his characters get?

So imagine Mike coming home one day and just finding Ness like this

"Uhm, honey...I can explain."

Hi so I’ve not watched stranger things but I’ve been reading a lot steddie fics so I had an idea

Steve-Finney Blake (Black Phone)

Chrissy-Gwen Blake (Black phone)

Mrs. Harrington and Mrs. Cunningham are sisters.

Chrissy’s visions means she knows what’s coming and Steve has his ghosts.

Steve/Eddie and Chrissy/Robin with fake relationship Steve/Robin and Eddie/Chrissy because 80’s and homophobia.

Steve being an absolute mom to the kids with Eddie giving severe dad energy

Lots of medieval court metaphors for high school hierarchy.

Oooh, okay that sounds good. But it is kinda funny that I've never watched black phone and you've never watched stranger things lol.

I honestly love the au's where steddie and buckingham have their fake swapped straight relation ship because, well, time era homophobia, but because behind closed doors its the sweetest romance between them (as in stevexeddie and robinxchrissy)

It KILLS me but I'm a suckered for it

Lines are by the lovely @thejoxaren

Coloring (both filter and non - filter) was done by me !

I adore this rarepair and hope the little community we’ve built around it doesn’t fizzle out !!

Angst idea 😈💕

Steve cutting off the party after he continuously is attempting to show hints he’s not ok emotionally and needs someone but keeps getting brushed off. With the passive “oh we all feel like that” “is it really that big a deal still” “so? We survived right” “oh just let it go” all about hinting he’s still not ok from the upside down but the others have each other, everyone has someone. So Steve just starts closing off and it starts with not coming to things all the time, then doing the bare minimum of driving the kids, and just going to work on a loop until he stops all that too. Robins been off work now too since she’s packing for college with Vickie. So literally no one notices until Eddie does….

Hehehehe ideas Lexi ideas 😈 was gonna do anon but fuck it

This ask is over a month old because I’m so goddamn behind on these, but here we are! Some angst with a dash of hurt/comfort for my favorite lil angst gremlin💛

Steve Isn’t Coping

It starts small.

Being around his friends and the kids doesn’t sound as fun anymore. It’s feel draining and like maybe he should’ve stayed home and wallowed in bed instead.

He still shows up to things for a while, determined not to let anyone see that the world feels like a heavy burden resting on his shoulders alone. He’s strong though. A leader in the group. The brave and fearless one. Cracking isn’t allowed.

So Steve agrees to driving The Party places and he shows his face here and there as much as feels necessary so that nobody finds out.

But it’s hard. Getting dressed is hard. Taking a shower is hard. Being around people who love him and think he’s indestructible is so fucking hard.

And Jesus Christ, he actually does try to speak up a few times about what he’s feeling. It comes out in the way he asks that the lights stay on during movies, too afraid of the things that hide in the shadows now.

Instead of understanding, he’s met with laughter by some of the kids. With being brushed off or minimized for his worries.

“Steve Harrington, slayer of demodogs and demobats, scared of the dark? Yeah, right… Good one, dude.”

He covers his watering eyes with his own chuckles. They’re probably right and he’s just being a baby.

Despite this failure, Steve tries again when he asks the older teens if they ever think about how different everything would be if the upside down hadn’t opened up. He confesses that he’s afraid and that he still jumps at loud noises sometimes. He talks about how he’d change it all if he could.

Again, he’s pushed aside with, “That’s all in the past now. Let it go, Steve. Dwelling on it won’t help anyone.”

Steve tries.

He tries and tries, but nothing works.

Then he stops showing up, stops answering his phone when the kids ask for rides, stops going to work until he gets a message on his answering machine telling him that he no longer has a job. Robin might’ve noticed, but she’s days away from leaving for college and things have been going so well for her that he’s been extra careful when she’s around.

Steve dreads the day that she leaves and he’s all alone again, but he wants her to be happy.

He hardly sees anyone else, to the point that when he hears a knocking on his front door, he just assumes that Robin forgot her key at home and he opens the door without checking who it is.

Eddie of all people is the one standing on his front step, looking concerned and even a little agitated. Steve hasn’t the faintest idea why he’d be at his house now that he’s finally graduated and working at the new record shop in town. They hardly see each other except in passing interactions. Still, he allows him into his home.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Steve flinches at the accusatory tone, crossing his arms on his chest for some illusion of safety.

He knows exactly what’s being asked, but he can pretend. Just a little while longer, just until Robin is away from Hawkins and can stop worrying about him. He can be normal.

“I don’t know what you mean, Munson. I’m fine.”

Eddie scoffs, coming closer and gently gripping Steve’s shoulders, his gaze bouncing all over the place as he studies Steve intensely.

“You look like shit.”

“Gee… thanks, man.”

He rolls his eyes, releasing Steve to place a hand on his lower back instead as he begins leading them both to the couch in the living room like it’s his house.

“It’s not like you can deny it, Steve. You look like you’ve not slept in forever and you quit your job. I’ve been trying to figure out what your deal is for weeks. When you didn’t show up today, I figured there had to be a good reason and it seems I found it,” Eddie explains, further confusing him.

“Show up to what?” Steve asks, slumping into the couch as the exhaustion he was ignoring takes hold of him.

Eddie’s arm wraps around his shoulders, pulling him closer into a side hug that feels too nice to pull away from. This is more physical contact than he’s had in weeks and it seems to hush the buzzing in his brain.

He seems to hesitate before replying, “Robin’s going away party.”

No.

Oh God, no.

How could he possibly miss something so important? His best friend is leaving for college in two days and Steve was more interested in crying in his bed than showing up for the one person who’s never let him down.

Fresh tears spring to his eyes and Eddie quickly pulls him into a full hug then, shushing him softly and starting to rock them back and forth slowly.

“Hey, you’re okay, sweetheart. Robin isn’t upset with you, she’s just… she’s scared, Stevie. We all are. This isn’t like you.”

Steve nods into Eddie’s shoulder, not sure how to even respond to that. He’s a disappointment and a failure, unable to cope with things like everyone else seems to so easily. He feels weak and like the title of hero belongs to anyone but him.

“I’m so scared, Eddie,” he confesses with a broken sob. It all comes pouring out then. “I’m scared of everything and I can’t even sleep without all the lights on and my bat next to my bed. I can’t tell Robin because she has to go be her own person and I don’t want to hold her back from that, but I’m alone. I’m so alone now.”

A gentle kiss being pressed to his forehead manages to surprise him, but he still doesn’t pull away. The action is so loving and affectionate, full of comfort from someone he’d never imagined getting it from.

Now that he has it though, Steve doesn’t want to go without.

“It’s okay not to be okay.”

That pulls another sob from him.

“I don’t want to be broken anymore. I want to be normal, Ed.”

Eddie’s voice comes out shaky, but honest when he tells him, “If you’re broken, then so am I. Stevie, I haven’t slept in the dark in months and I never let my guard down anymore. I don’t think we can go back to normal with all we’ve been through, but… if you need someone to hold you for a while and help you sleep, I think I can do that.”

Steve allows himself to melt completely into the embrace, finally letting his body relax fully and he’s rewarded with more kisses to the top of his head.

“I wouldn’t want to be a bother,” he protests half-assedly.

Instead of being told that he’s not an inconvenience or that Eddie doesn’t mind having to deal with him, the man says confidently, “I want to be the one to hold you, baby. I want to take care of you and show you how much you matter to me. Broken or whole, you have my heart, Stevie.”

Steve has every intention of returning the favor.

That’s the night he starts to feel again, the night that the numbness begins to fade away and he falls in love once more.

i think about this foreshadowing so much

Just thinking about Arlo and how scared and sad he looked in that scene when he wakes up and the first thing he sees is Ms. Bory running over to his side to comfort him after being in a coma for 20 years. Poor guy didn't know how old he was, where he was, where his parents were, and what happened after he got hit in the head :(

The last thing he seen was his parents fighting, the last things he seen of his parents was them fighting

Waking up in his childhood room with all his teenage, and childhood years gone by; birthday cards left on his nightstand with the same wallpapers and bedroom he had when he was just a kid; the only sense of normality and comfort that he has. He's just a kid.

I'll never get over how bad Arlo's got it, and it makes me so sad that there's only 2 or 3 fics out there that highlight Arlo's childish tendencies and antics, how how struggles mentally or how sad he must be from having such a huge reality shift from being six to 26 and now 28. He's only been awake for 2 years and he just wants to go back to sleep :(

AHAHDGHDEGHRHEHAHDHDYDGD 😭

Wayne knows eavesdropping isn't the done thing. He's definitely old enough to know better, and he wasn't going to. He had a plan. He was going to walk directly into the living room, so they'd know he was awake, and after he'd fixed his cup of coffee, he'd plopped into his perfectly worn in recliner and subtly glare at the Harrington boy until he squirmed.

Mostly because it amused Wayne, but also just a little sliver of it was because he wanted the Harrington boy to know Wayne didn't think he was good enough for his boy. But only a little! Lord knows that Wayne couldn't do anything to make Eddie change his mind about Steve Harrington, short of Harrington proving Wayne right. Which he doesn't actually want because he doesn't want Eddie hurt.

He's just... He expects it to happen. That's what boys like Harrington do to boys like Eddie. He's seen it enough times to know that this song and dance leave no room for improvisation. Boys like Harrington play around, get their kicks with the devotion Eddie shows them, and then when they've had their fill, they leave.

Boys like Harrington will never be good enough for Eddie, but they always leave with Eddie feeling like he's not enough. Wayne hates it.

Anyway, his plan wasn't to eavesdrop. It's just that Harrington said his name and Wayne found himself standing still instead of continuing.

"Why doesn't Wayne like me?" Harrington asks.

"This again?" Eddie says dismissively, which has Wayne agreeing. His opinion shouldn't have bearing on their friendship.

A deep sigh from Harrington before, "I just. It's- he means so much to you. And, like, I- nevermind. It's stupid. I'm stupid."

"Hey," Eddie sounds a type of serious that Wayne rarely hears from him, "you're not stupid. And you gotta quit fucking saying that. You say it enough and you'll start to believe it and it's not true."

"Hard to quit feeling stupid when people dismiss my concerns like they are stupid," Harrington snaps back, bitchy as can be. The tone makes Wayne bristle on behalf of Eddie. His boy doesn't reply immediately, though. Doesn't bite back like Wayne's used to hearing. Huh. Maybe he's growing up, just a little.

"You're right, Steve," Eddie says when he finally speaks. "That was dismissive. I'm sorry. Explain it to me. Why does it matter to you whether Wayne likes you or not?"

"Well, because he's your family."

"Yeah," Eddie agrees, "he is. But that doesn't explain why it matters. I don't care if your parents like me or not."

"That's different!"

"How?" Eddie asks, soft but firm.

"Because their opinion doesn't matter. It's not- It's irrelevant. What they think."

"That makes no sense. Wayne's opinion matters because he's my family, but your parents' opinion doesn't even though they're your family?"

"Yes!"

"But why?" Eddie presses.

"Because they're bad people!" Steve bursts, not quite shouting but close. "Because when bad people don't think highly of you, it's not a fault in you. Their disproval is, like, a compliment. They don't like you because you're too different from them. And that's great! You shouldn't want their approval. It's different, because your uncle is a good person. And when a good person doesn't like you, it is your fault. It's something- it's..." Harrington loses steam here, voice dropping low and defeated, "there's something wrong with me. Something in me that- that he just knows. Senses about me or whatever. Something wrong or rotten or-"

"Steve! That's bullshit. Sure, Wayne's been standoffish, but he'll come around. You're not wrong, or rotten, or whatever else you think you are."

"How do you know that? I was an asshole most of life and what if that's just the real me? What if that's who I'll always be deep down. 'Cause I'm trying so damn hard, man. I'm giving it my all trying to be a better person and it's not enough! Everyone still talks about who I was in high school and even you-" Harrington snaps his mouth closed so hard that Wayne hears the clack of his teeth from his position in the hallway. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- I'm sorry."

"Steve. This is about more than just my uncle's opinion of you, isn't it?"

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

"I want you, too. I want to know if I've ever done anything to make you feel like you aren't enough."

Wayne really shouldn't be listening. He should back down the hall and into his room. Give them time to talk.

"No, Eddie, you don't make me feel like- that's not what I meant. I just. I'm...."

"Hey, Stevie, you can tell me."

"I'm just so afraid that... That one day everyone will wake up and realize what Wayne already knows. That I'm not good enough for them. For you."

Oh. Wayne really shouldn't be listening.

"I'll admit that Wayne's opinion is important to me, for a lot of things. But not about you. What I feel about you, how I feel about you, isn't dictated by Wayne."

"Sure. I mean, I know that, like, logically or whatever. But it's. I can't convince my brain that you won't just. Hate me one day. And I- fuck, Eddie, I'm already halfway in love with you and-"

"You're in love with me?" Eddie interrupts, sounding awed, starstruck, and Wayne cannot be listening anymore. He backs down the hall silently and back into his room.

Steve Harrington seems to think that he's a good person, but he's not feeling like a good person at the moment.

He's got some thinking to do.