man on the chubby steve agenda, eddie likes to tease how how spoilt he is; tubby rich boy yknow
I'm probably always going to lean more chubby Eddie in my preferences, but I do like the idea of spoiled rich boy stuff š¤¤
I bet Eddie is so mad at the universe sometimes for making him fall in love with a guy who looks like somebody 3D printed a dumb hot jock... whose name is literally steve
I mean Mr. FORCED CONFORMITY IS KILLING THE KIDS falling for Mr. IRONS HIS GAP JEANS is objectively hilarious
ālol why are you following the boobs and ass artistā why do you think Iām following the boobs and ass artist. do you think I go to the grocery store ironically too
Not sure if prefer established relationship or a get together scenario but picture
Post-Vecna and rebuild - Robin is attending community college (I canāt send her away from Steve) and cuts back her hours at family video, Keith has been scouted to manage a new store, so by process of elimination - Steve now finds himself as Store Manager - with a surprisingly extra amount of spending money
Eddie meanwhile - healing up but cannot find a job because reputations donāt disappear overnight, so heās still dealing but only household income is Wayne at the plant, and Eddieās no longer in school so that cuts out one of his guaranteed square meals, so yeah things are tight
Cue Eddie losing a fair bit of weight, cue Steve absoluTELY mother henn-ing it up.
Starts making sure he always has snacks handy - anything calorie dense coz look at his poor boy! Heās wasting away!
Seriously - any excuse for to get a snack in Eddieās hands- Eddie yawns and Steveās like āITS PROBABLY LOW BLOOD SUGARā
Making sure Eddie meets him 12.30 sharp at family video for his lunch break and Steve taking him any diner or restaurant heās either knows or has heard is good
(āof course weāre going out to lunch Eddie, itās good for our recovering local economy!ā)
using this as a friendly rouse to pay everything, - insists Eddie orders as much as he wants - and Steve insists he pays it all.
Inviting him over for hearty home cooked meals- always with seconds and desserts
Eddieās miffed at first and not sure exactly how to bring up that Steve maybe sees him as a total charity case ā but heās got eyes and it becomes apparent that Eddie finishing his plateā¦is definitely doing things for Steve
So it becomes a game of pushing the envelope- Eddie truly tests the depths of Steveās seemingly limitless on hand snacks, ordering OBSCENE amounts at lunch, asking for seconds and thirds of both dinner and dessert at Steveās house
Does Steve eventually realise or does Eddie tell him out right (kink negotiation is key and Eddieās got more experience in that realm than Steve) does Eddie keep going and try to get him to admit ā¦who knows
Or is the first one to crack robin, having a coke-to-Jesus moment with her bestie at work, watching Steve fuss over his ballooning boyfriend, pushing food on him constantly, even/especially if Steveās acting all belligerent about it, always asking when Eddie last ate, ānaggingā and mothering a smiling fat Eddie like āyou sit right there, donāt move Iāve got more snacks in the backā to him etc
Eventually Eddie has to leave, vue a kiss goodbye and a doe eyed lovestruck Steve, watching his boyfriend waddle out the door and pass the shop front window and out of sightā¦10 seconds of silence til Robin is like āquestion - wtf??ā
Also didnāt know how to work this part into the story - but part of the caretaking overdrive is also caused by (obvi) trauma - and Steveās need to protect his own, so just idk - boys been working out a lot - beefier and more muscly and hairy than ever before. Eddieās definitely not the one oblivious to his own size like Steve seems to be but heās also curious if Steveād be able to maybe throw him around a bit even with all the new weight
There's so much here and i like it. What I love especially are scenarios where a third party character cops on to two oblivious idiots long before they do.
Like of course it starts off innocently with Eddie convalescing and Steve being natural mom friend, going to lunch with Eddie and Robin. Eddie finishes his lunch because he's, well, hungry, and Steve packs up his leftovers (he didn't really eat his lunch) and Robin's (without asking her) to give to Eddie to take home.
Eddie moves to a new trailer because his uncle's old place has too many hard memories, so what better justification for Steve to fill Eddie's pantries, fridge, freezer, with everything he could want and need and then some. Sure, some of it is pantry-stable junk like cereals, Kraft Mac, chips, pretzels, Stouffer's dinners in the freezer, everything Eddie likes. And once again Robin is conscripted to help shop, bring everything in, and put it away.
It's when they're all hanging out as the older kids and a considerably plumper and happier Eddie has his limbs tangled up with and half sitting on Harrington, and STEVE finally looks calm and happy and contented, and his hand is absentmindedly scratching at and rubbing (oblivious) Eddie's belly, finding any reason to be taking up the same space as his well fed boy, that Robin rolls her eyes and cops on.
She sticks around for a minute or two after Jonathan and Nancy and Eddie go (he kissed Steve deeply, grabbing the back of his head with a ring-heavy hand, and gives him a good grind telling him he'll be thinking about him before bed).
"So. You and Munson..."
"Uh, yeah, for a while now. You knew that." Steve's eyebrows are knit and he chuckles confusedly.
"No, come on. You know what I mean... you and Munson," she draws out his name using her hands to mime an exaggeratedly rounded curvy body.
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" He says going red and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. I say live and let live, but I think you should let him know how much you've been drooling over his fat ass. If you ask him nicely, I'm sure he'll give you a taste."
"Jesus, Robin! ... You think so?"
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YES YES YES HOLY EFFING HELL YES!!!!
I love ALL OF THIS
and misha you're totally right about mickey making it rain feel.
I love that eddie checks with steve first to make sure this is all totally okay before doing it because PTSD is a real thing and he wants to make sure above all is his stevie being okay upstairs.
EDDIE FUCKING ACTING LIKE HE WAS AN ATHLETE???!!! DEAD YOU HAVE KILLED ME
His little hamming it up, going on and on about different coaches and advices.
Uugghh I love it!!
Just imagine one day grocery shopping or some shit steve runs into an actual coach that eddie managed to name correctly and invites him for dinner.
He comes and Eddie is so fucking thrown off but tries to bluster his way through conversation.
"What was it you were saying coach daniels helped you with senior year? Helping with your wrestling grips and flips?" Steve asks looking between the two.
Eddie blushing and cutely flustered "oh yeah, what was it you used to say coach grip the wrists not the fingers when doing the head grip?"
Coach daniels looking bewilderdly at steve like 'are you two fucking with me?'
And then to eddie, double the size the once hunger panged framed boy he remembered was, a belly peeking through his tight hellfire shirt, he definitely remembered the shirt but not the kid.
"Uh no freddie,"
"Eddie."
"Eddie my apologies, the proper hold for that move is the exact opposite "
Eddie blushing and steve grinning at him like the bird that got the canary.
When the coach leaves steve offering to demonstrate those grips on eddie so he can manhandle him teach him a lesson about fibbing.
Eddie being right back to it the next time steve works out.
"Hey babe coach William's said to keep your back straight with that move, then roll your shoulders forward"
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Hahaha I love it š, I don't know whether Steve would actually invite some rando into their space, but I can absolutely imagine basically all of this as like a
"Guess who I ran into today at the store, Eddie? Remember, coach Williams? You know the guy you've been giving me such great advice from? It's funny he doesn't really remember you."
"yeah well it's been a few years..."
"hmm yeah I bet. Wonder if he'd even recognize you these days...what weight class were you back in the day, Edds? Featherweight? Ya know I hate to break it to you but I don't know if they have a name for your weight class, big guy"
And they're both just panting and dry mouthed and pressing against each other pretending to be casual
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fuck it, weāre a kink blog now. she/her. mostly scenario-based, soft feedism. currently riding a wave of fat!stranger things inspo. 30yo - DNI unless 18+
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