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This. Is. AMAZING (CREDIT TO THE ARTIST THIS IS NOT MINE !)

Fic prompt concept….Eddie/Chrissy and Steve/Billy double date. Where would they go? What would they do? Do Billy and Eddie fist bump under the table because they both bagged the prettiest people in Hawkins??? Give me the details.

Ahhhh thank you so much! This kind of ran away with me and turned into a whole fleshed-out idea about exchanging class rings but here we go.

Edissy and Harringrove fluff!!

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Steve is trying his best to have fun but it’s quickly becoming a challenge. Billy, Eddie, and Chrissy are excellent skaters. They whirl around the rink with ease; Eddie even shows off a little by hiking Chrissy into the air or spinning her around in tight circles by the hips. She flings her head back to giggle, curly ponytail bouncing, her boyfriend’s too-big shirt billowing where it isn’t tucked into her tight denim shorts. They’re a picture of ease, the cutest couple at the rink.

Steve clings to the wall, scooting incrementally around the room. 

Billy pulls up to his side, slipping an arm around his waist to try guiding him into the fray. “Woah there, cowboy.”

“C’mon, princess, it’ll be fun. I won’t let go of you or let you fall, I promise.”

“Pinky swear?” the older boy squints, holding up his hand. Billy wraps his pinky around Steve’s and nods once.

“Pinky swear.” He leans toward the center of the floor and Steve lets go of the wall, allowing the blond to take control. He keeps his knees bent the way Billy taught him and clings to the younger boy’s bicep with both hands. “That’s it, pretty boy. You’ve got this.”

After two slow but successful passes around the floor, Steve catches the hang of roller skating and straightens up a little. He releases Billy’s arm from his vice grip. “This isn’t so bad! It’s kind of fun, actually.”

“Told you,” Billy smiles. Really smiles. 

Eddie and Chrissy pause their flipping and twirling. The cheerleader drags her boyfriend over by the wrist. “I’m gettin’ hungry. You guys want to hit the snack bar for refreshments?”

There are nods all around. Billy insists he can cover a pizza to split and Eddie claims responsibility for their drinks, leaving Steve and Chrissy to flap their hands and argue uselessly about pitching in. It takes some grumbling and bartering, but eventually it’s agreed that they can pick up the bill “next time” the four hang out together. 

As the two metalheads skate off toward the snack bar, Steve hears Billy say: “Refreshments? Demanding to pay for dinner? How’d we bag such sweet dates, Munson?”

“Good luck?” Eddie shrugs. Chrissy elbows Steve in the ribs, clearly just as amused and pleased as him about their boys’ commentary. 

“What cuties, huh?” she grins. 

“Yeah. He’d skin me alive if he heard me saying it, but Billy is the most kindhearted marshmallow I’ve ever met. I want to raise his kids and wash his car by hand and make him dinner every day.”

“You’re a shit cook, Harrington,” the cheerleader quips. Steve is too excited about sitting down in the booth without tripping or falling over to fight back. 

“My point still stands.”

“You’d make a great housewife,” Chrissy parks herself across from him at the table with far more grace than he could ever manage. “An apron, some oven mitts, a nice pearl necklace…”

“Chrissy,” Steve gawks. “That's so gross!”

“What are you talking about!? You’re the one with your mind in the gutter.”

“Whatever.”

There's a beat of silence and then...

“Has he given you his ring yet?” she asks, fiddling with the hem of her shorts. 

“His class ring?” Steve clarifies. Chrissy nods, curls bobbing. She’s nibbling on her bottom lip nervously, as if Eddie Munson would ever consider leaving her again now that he’s finally managed to win her over. Steve reaches across the table and pats her on the arm encouragingly. “I’m sure Eddie is planning to offer you his ring, Chris. If he can find the damn thing in that pigsty of a room.”

“He is kind of a mess, isn’t he?” 

“Duh, he’s a teenage boy. We don’t grow out of the messiness until our early twenties, or so I’m told,” Steve answers. She smiles again, shoulders lax with relief. “And to answer your question, no. Billy hasn’t given me his class ring yet, either.”

Chrissy repeats his earlier back to him sentiment in her soft, bright voice, “I’m sure he will.”

Steve certainly hopes so; he wants nothing more than to keep Billy Hargrove. To make him happy.

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“Are you really here with Chrissy Cunningham?” Duane Levington asks from behind the snack counter. Eddie crosses his arms over his chest. 

“Yeah, why?”

“That’s cool, man. She’s super nice.”

“Oh, well, yeah. That’s kind of why I’m going out with her. Total sweetheart.”

“Right,” Duane nods. Billy and Eddie put in their order and take their call number. 

“You gonna give her your class ring tonight like you planned?” Billy bumps his shoulder into Eddie’s and nearly crashes the taller boy into a trash can. 

“Hey! Watch it, Hargrove. And yeah, I am. When’re you gonna give yours to Steve?”

“I… I can’t,” Billy sighs. “I gave it to someone back in California and never got it back. Now he probably expects one and I’m not sure what to do.”

“Give me a week, buddy, and I’ll have something even better for you to give your pretty boy.”

“Thanks, man.” 

“Of course. Anything for my two best friends.”

"Also never fuckin' call Harrington 'pretty boy' again, got it?"

"Jeez, yeah. Sorry."

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ONE WEEK LATER

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Steve practically bounces up to Chrissy in the aisle of Family Video and pokes her in the ribs to make her jump. “Hey, what the fu– Oh, hey Harrington. What’s up?”

“He finally did it!” Steve holds up his hand and wiggles his pointer finger. “I mean, it’s not a class ring ‘cause that’s back in California… but close enough!”

Chrissy whoops and throws her arms around his neck, both of them jumping up and down as Robin watches with equal parts disdain and amusement. 

“Did Eddie make that?” the cheerleader points. The heavy silver skull resting at the base of Steve’s finger glints under the dim lights as he turns it back and forth. 

“Yeah, but Billy designed it to match his tattoo.”

“Gross!” Robin blurts. She throws her hands in the air and gestures wildly all the way back into the sorting room. “You guys are all super gross!”

“We know!” Steve shouts back. Chrissy laughs, Eddie’s ring glinting on her finger, the base wrapped in yarn to keep it from slipping off. “Congrats, Chris. I’m happy for you.”

“You too, Harrington. We bagged the hottest boys in Hawkins!”

“Damn straight.”

“Well…”

“Shut up, Cunningham.”

billy: six kids huh?

steve: yeah

billy: so *points to bedroom* do you wanna start now or

steve:

steve:

steve: wait what

WE NEED TO END THIS CHANNEL AND WE NEED TO DO IT NOW !!

everyone go report this channel.

videos on this persons channel: (racism, nazism, transphobia)

a video of george floyd’s murder with a clip of markiplier from the unus annus greenscreen contest, making it look like he’s condoning the murder.

a video of a car crash titled “rare footage of markiplier’s niece being killed in a horrible car crash.

a video titled “when I look at the transgender flag.” (I have not watched this, but you can expect the worst)

this person also has a playlist called “best vids” (the description is “this is true content”), which consists of hate crimes against the lgbtqia+ community and black people. they have other playlist like “boring deaths 😒” and “epic deaths 😀🎉” which have videos of/about celebrities and everyday people being killed/murdered. markiplier’s “update” video is also in the playlist.

at the bottom of the channel there is a link to another channel called “subscribe to end the lgbt community” which of right now has 306 subscribers.

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Chapter 6 page 159

Nancy : Why is Dustin crying?

Steve : I am having Max be mean to him.

Nancy: What?? Why??

Steve: He got a D in Spanish and then cheated.

Nancy : Well, you can't use Max for that, discipline your child yourself.

Robin : Nance, max got straight A's , she needs to be rewarded too.

Eddie : it's a win-win.

So cute !

Anyways, have some domestic and sleepy Mark and Ethan

I LIVE FOR THIS !!!

Happy Valentine’s Day to these 2 love birds 💜

For Valentine’s Day they had a nice dinner at home then danced to what they consider as their song called Window by Magic Giant 💜♥️

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