Once Eddie’s Belly’s Big Enough To Drop Over His Waist, Nice Juicy Overhang, Drives Steve Wild For

Hi oops - just sent that ask about ChubbyChoresSteve - realised that link might not work due to mature content? Or if ppl can work it and I’m just a dumbass who can’t use tumblr on desktop ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyway- same pics but on a blog not marked mature

https://beefyfarmer.tumblr.com/post/686223799496163329

Damn, I mean these are some good pics, especially the angle of the of first

Meanwhile Eddie is in his version of summer wear, daisy dukes, a cut off band t-shirt and hes on one of those pool loungers outside his trailer drinking and enjoying the view.

Steve takes off his shirt from the heat and Eddie starts wolf whistling and cheering

"Yeah that's right! Take it all off big boy!!"

Alright another chubby Eddie gremlin!!!

So glad to have you in our gremlin corner!!

Just picture Steve baking trays of cookies and stuff to bring to Hellfire meetings like a good significant other/den mother.

Making everyone a tray to share, but Eddie his own personal dozen or so for himself.

"Why does Eddie get his own tray of cookies and we have to share?" someone asks.

Steve rolls his eyes, "Because I baked love into those cookies, and I love him."

-Clem🍊

Thank you!!! Happy to join in the gremlin hivemind! 🥰🥰

Also this ask: yesss!!!! - so sweet! 💝💝 Also can so easily picture the immediate responding chorus of kids disgusted groaning n moaning, “ew” (Max) “yuuck” (Dustin) and sticking their fingers down their throat making gag/vomit noises (Mike), like geez mum, dad stoooop! You’re so embarrassing god! 😫😫😖😖

Steve would just plant an obnoxiously loud, wet smooch on Eddie’s cheek and retreat totally unphased, while Eddie just looks so rosy cheeked, plump, proud and smitten (secretly, Will, El, and Lucas all think caretaking is the height of romance, n think it’s sincerely, and unironically super sweet & romantic, BUT are totally silent coz NONE! of them are gonna cop to this for fear of risking the ensuing ribbing…)

But oh my god!! The timing of this ask coz I was totally daydreaming along these lines the other day!

Thinking along the lines of Steve and Eddie, feeling out their way when just getting into a relationship, particularly with regard to everyday, simple supportive acts - like, they’ve both been shown to disdain, and look down on each others chosen hobbies in-show - Steve looking down on nerds and associated activities, and Eddie looking down on ”a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets” come to mind..

But they each catch their meaner, reflexive judgments early on, a little shamefacedly, and they mutually & separately make a concentrated effort to really try for each other to at least give what the other likes a good n open-minded chance, it’s still the honeymoon phase and the need to know everything about the other person, and spend as much time together as possible is ~powerful~~

Now Eddie is not stepping foot on a basketball court anytime soon (boy is an absolute flailing unco and I will not change my mind on this, accident prone and could trip over his own feet when standing still) but he really does make an effort and tries to watch games when Steve invites him to….with completely mixed results

He’s good at getting the basics & the rules once it’s explained to him, his brains wired well for that already, but the finer points of the techniques & action & passage of play are lost on him, and he absolutely zoooones, like brain completely on another plane, during the games until Steve addresses him directly or reacts out-loud to something/anything (“oh my god!! EDDDIE!! Did you see that?!” “Honestly Steve..no I didn’t”). But strangely it’s fine, he’ll sit with Steve in (amazingly!shockingly!*) almost silence for the duration of a game, offering up smiles, cheers, back slaps & consolations appropriately, and mostly he’ll just adoringly watch Steve be excited about something he loves. Steve appreciates the effort so much, also likes so much the idea that these are basically covert dates (hashtag the 80s), takes the opportunity to make sure he buys Eddie a tonne of Stadium snacks like hot dogs and pretzels whatever, Steve’s paying for everything (date!!) and keeping Eddie very well fed and all up, they have a good time. Eddie’s with him, and Steve feels heard, seen & loved, and adjacent to that, it’s almost just meditative quality time for Eddie. Watching (“staring in the direction of” in Eddie’s case) basketball is *nice*, but eventually once their relationship is more established - it’s sorta solidified as a Steve-only thing, moreso, becomes a Steve & Lucas bonding activity, which is all good, and Eddie will join if Steve asks but it’s not something they *have* to do together all the time. It’s something Steve loves, and Eddie loves him. End of.

On the flip side - Steve is at a HUGE LOSS whenever a single thing about D&D is explained to him. No matter how many times. Mucks up the names, can’t keep score to save himself, it’s actually in one ear n out the other at record speed, his minds not even like a sieve, but more like a salad spinner turned to 11

It makes him a bit insecure, being unable to reciprocate, not having the type of mind to at least grasp the basics like Eddie was able to quite easily with basketball. Doubly so coz he can see the effort Eddie’s making to be very patient with him.

He gets put out & down on himself briefly, but Steve’s a) resilient, and b) a pragmatist. So whatever! he can’t/won’t join in, can’t find it in himself to follow the campaigns as they happen in front of him** but he has other things he can do to help and be a part of Eddie’s passions!

Hellfire Club consists of hungry, bottomless pits of growing teenage boys (and an Erica, and occasionally guest starring a Max and/or an El), and his likewise ~*growing*~, bottomless-pit-to-rule-all-bottomless-pits, adult boyfriend at the helm.

They have some sort of informal snack roster that no one seems to remember or follow, except for Dustin and Jeff (and also, loudly, unwelcomely, and un-contributing-ly, Max) so inevitably every meeting begins with a 10 minute squabble about who was supposed to &didn’t bring the required snacks, So great! an easy role to step in and fill! A quick calculation of his Family video wages vs the amount of pre-packaged stuff he’d be buying each week on the reg means homemade it is!

So Steve picks himself up, and throws himself into the kitchen!

Steve’s always been okay in a kitchen, and since he’s been interested in Eddie, (interested in taking care of him initially, and then REAALLY 😳 interested in taking care of him) he’s gotten to really enjoy baking, and gotten pretty confident with it.

Nowadays, baking is a stress relieving means, to an often sexy ends, for Steve. The act of baking itself, Steve finds, quiets his mind, so he’ll bake up a storm easily n happily without thinking twice on it. Also, Steve likes collecting and trying new recipes, being adventurous! But he’s still not yet really confident enough in his baking output to release new untested creations on an unsuspecting, and what he knows will be a definitely judgy, audience.

So sadly, I mean, “Eddie?” He’s gonna need a taste tester. 😔 It’s the logical and *only* solution. Only thing for it. 😉

Help me Eddie Munson, you’re my only hope.

Eddie easily acquiesces, with an affectionate eye roll, a kiss, and a knowing smirk.

So begins a new weekly project.

Monday night is dress rehearsal: Monday afternoon Steve will bake a tray of goods, or more, depending on how much would be needed to feed the whole of Hellfire (“Geez Stevie do you really need to make so much the first time round?” “Cmon Ed’s, It wouldn’t be a true trial if I altered the recipe in any way” [he says, despite having already doubled it] “okay darlin, whatever you say”) Eddie’ll saunter in “honey I’m home”-ing from work, come up and hug Steve from behind, soft belly hitting Steve’s back first and squishing up warmly against him, surrounding him, and saying in a deliciously deep voiced whisper “Whatcha got for me tonight sweetheart?” It’s a wonder Steve’s even able to remember the names of whatever goods he’s just baked sometimes

There’s a bit of pretence each time - Steve asking Eddie’s honest opinion as he feeds him each serve by hand:

“I mean maybe the salts a bit much? What do you think Eddie?”

Eddie somewhat breathlessly replying, playing a true critic, like “Hmm maybe babe. Didn’t notice on that last one though. Better try another to really make sure. I’ll pay extra attention this time” no bite is truly enough to say for certain that the recipe absolutely needs no tweaking.

And Eddie will hold Steve to his initial word and insist on eating the whole thing

“God Baby…you sure you can take anymore? You’re looking pretty full, say the word and we can call it a night”

Eddie’s shirts ridden up and Steve’s non-feeding hand is delicately circling Eddie’s massive taut, pale belly

But Eddie will refuse to even unbutton his straining pants, refuse to stop until the batch is truly finished,

“Now, now, Stevie, what are you even saying? It wouldn’t be a true trial if I didn’t try the whole. Unaltered recipe. Wouldn’t want to let all your hard work go to waste”

And Jesus the amount of busted jeans Eddie is going through weekly….Steve’s saving on pre-packaged goods but he definitely feels guilty in a practical way for Eddie’s sake, so that money instead goes towards keeping Eddie comfortably clothed

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*maybe not that “amazingly”. Boy is loud and chatty, but clearly has a rich imaginative life, most likely almost catatonic with the weight of his imagination through his whole schooling experience. Eddie WANTS to graduate, can’t seen him as a completely disruptive class presence, primarily a lost one. Quietness might not be totally foreign..initially Steve’s amazed I guess but not once he knows Eddie better

**just side note - the brain barrier Steve faces throws him here, coz when Eddie’s running ideas by him and explaining his DM storylines? He’s hanging on every word! Like “yeahyeah!! Sounds awesome babe! 🥰”then…When everyone’s actually playing & interacting? arguing and in-joking with each other? Might as well be another language, what is even going on…

— So also I’ve got more to this, sorry so much was mostly just table-dressing and setting establishment, but kinkier addition to follow 🙈

Incorrect Steddie 8/?

happy public holiday australia

what if argyle actually comes from a super prestigious family with a shit ton of money but he had to work at SBP because of reasons similar to steve's when he had to work at Scoops?

one day jonathan goes over to argyle's house because he's realised that he hasn't been to argyle's place ever. and when he arrives at the address, he is met with some mansion, and he wonders to himself, shit, this can't be it. no way does argyle live here. but when he rings the doorbell, argyle opens the door, and says "hey, byers! how's it going?" like he didn't just step out of a big ass house that he has never once explained

jonathan is absolutely stoned out of his mind, so when he can't find argyle's parents anywhere in the house, he says, "wow, argyle, did you buy this house with your surfer boy pizza money?"

OKAY HI HI

OKAY OKAY SO I GOT AN ASK.

IMAGINE CHUBBY EDDIE ALR? IMAGINE EVERYTIME STEVE AND EDDIE GET IN AN DISCUSSION EDDIE JUST LIFTS HIS SHIRT SHOWING HIS CHUBBY BELLY AND STEVE IS ALL OVER HIM. NOT EVEN REMEMBERING THE DISCUSSION.

AND IMAGINE THE FIRST TIME STEVE SEES EDDIE'S CHUBBY BELLY AND HE IS JUST LIKE "WOW WHY DID YOU HIDE THIS FROM ME? THIS IS AMAZING! ARE YOU HUNGRY? LET'S GET YOU SOME SNACKS I WANT YOU TO BE BIGGER" AND EDDIE JUST LAUGHS BUT HE'S HONESTLY TOTALLY INTO IT SO HE JUST AGREES YOU KNOW! AAAAAAAH SORRY IM SUPER EXCITED OVER CHUBBY EDDIE!

ANYWAYS I HOPE YOURE DOING GOOD! AND I WISH YOU A VERY GOOD DAY!

Omg hello Anon!!! Love your enthusiasm! Hope I can match it!!

And lmao I love this!!

Especially because - loving sexy times aside! - Eddie and Steve, as exemplified in their mutual found-positions of surrogate parents to a ragtag bunch of kids, definitely find themselves filling a role akin to ‘parents with very differing ingrained philosophies’ concerning the absolute most mundane n boring of everyday things.

They’re both fussy, and particular, and while ultimately compatible, these dudes b.i.c.k.e.r.

So this ends up going hand in hand with Eddie’s strategic figuring out of exactly how much Steve appreciates Eddie’s growing heft (short answer being ‘YES! GOOD YES! VERY MUCH MORE PLS!’ but Eddie doesn’t understand that immediately, its not been said explicitly just yet so they’re in the feeling out stages)

Eddie’s pretty good at not lying to himself, so he’s aware he’s put on a good couple (dozen) pounds, but also, his recent largesse can be put to the ministrations of an overeager caretaker of a boyfriend, offering seconds, thirds, and then some, at every meal. Granted, Eddie’s not exactly saying no to anything on offer, but he’s also noticed that, despite going up two pants sizes, its not like Steve’s slowed down on offering that little bit extra at every meal.

So Eddie’s just putting the facts at hand together and either a) Steve is loveblind & really doesn’t care, or b) he does care & he’s too polite to bring it up, or….c) Steve likes it. And given the way Steve’s eyes light up, and take on a certain haze when Eddie says yes to that oft offered forth serve of whatever they’re eating…Eddie’s willing to put money on an option.

So what’s a guy to do but show off his newfound assets?

Eddie starts experimenting. Just a little trial and error – testing it out when Steve’s on a tear about something domestic, inconsequential and boring (Steve’s never made him feel anything less than adored in bed, and Eddie may have passed science by the skin of his teeth, but he knows an experiment depends on controls and stuff. So boring times call for experiments)

So Steve’s gotten started on a rant about how actually! Eddie, its not the same if you just hang dry certain shirts and ironing certain pieces of clothing can be important! And its not the same thing, and people *do* notice crinkled shirts! Cmon these creases can be seen from space!

And while Steve’s had his eyes glued to a (perfectly creaseless! Whats Steve even talking about?) shirt – Eddie’s subtly rucked his pants under his now quite generous & noticeable underbelly, and under his thick love handles, slightly hitching up his shirt as he rubs the top of his own belly. Just staring at Steve as he paces, not paying any mind to his own body on show, waiting for his boyfriend’s gaze to swing his way.

And really, its pretty obvious this experiment doesn’t need three repeats for Eddie’s hypothesis to win out (do hypotheses win? Whatever, it sure feels like a win to Eddie!) because the way Steve’s oh-so-passionate defence of ironing boards** stumbles n crumbles to an ungraceful halt once he turns his sight Eddie’s direction, the way his mouth gets frozen in a beautifully dopey, open-mouthed, disbelieving smile, and the way his eyes widen and subtly rove up & down, and *absolutely* eat up every inch of Eddie…oh yep. Steve is most definitely, at the very leeeast, a fan of the extra weight Eddie’s been throwing around.

Like a fat cat who got the canary, Eddie’s not beyond playing with his prey.

“Hmm I guess I can see your point of view Steve,”

Eddie makes like hes squinting at the shirt in Steve’s hands, leans forward, so his belly drops that little bit lower over his pants,

And really, is steve that worried about creases honestly because he’s not helping the way hes messing up that shirt in his clutches.

“Oh..Oh yeah?” Steve croaks out.

Eddie walks a bit closer, makes sure to keep his face coy and thoughtful, one hand still rubbing his belly and steadily pulling his t-shirt closer to the crest of his belly. And oh yeah, Steves attention is definitely pulled in by that motion.

When he’s close enough to Steve, he plucks the shirt out of Steve’s now almost limp, but fisted, hands and makes to scrutinise it all on his own, holding it up to the light.

Steve’s eyes are clearly telegraphing Eddie’s every movement, but Eddie? Eddie’s eyes are only on the shirt and discussion at hand, totally!

Eddie exaggeratedly lowers his outstretched arms, cocks his hip, knowing from studying himself in the mirror that this move truuuuly accentuates just how big his love handles have gotten recently, feels the jiggle of his own body and the new plump fold of belly over hip that wasn’t there just months ago

“I guess I never really noticed those creases until you showed me in this light”

And Steve actually licks his lips!

“yeah you..see the..creases..that fabric needs..yeah”

And bless Steve for trying to keep up their previous petty domestic tiff but holy shit, Eddie has to bite his lip from laughing in Steve’s gorgeous face because he’s never actually seen someone rendered this helplessly dickmatised in real life!

total cop out - I actually have no idea how to wrap this up, kudos and go ahead if anyone wants to carry on, but basically I just see the pretence of discussion then drawn out and getting to a point just below Eddie all but saying “You are completely and unfailingly correct and I one thousand percent agree with you Steve Harrington!” before Steve’s brain comes back online and the jig is up and Steve knows he’s been caught ogling and, in a loving gruff way, manhandles a giggling jiggling Eddie towards the bed.

I don’t see this tactic employed in too many big discussions (discussions being key operative word, Eddie getting Steve out of his own head by flashing a bit of belly is a different matter), but for smaller domestic scuffles? Hell yeah, Eddies taking this one to the bank!

Eddie’s living for this new discovery. And oh goddd does Steve rue. The. Day! That he handed Eddie that get-out-of-jail-free card.

**Just for my own need for completion - they do sort this out btw, if theres a shirt Steve *insists* be ironed and not hung dry – he needs to write it in laundry proof marker on the tag and make that clear, and sure, whoever does washing will iron it! Although Steve also sees Eddies POV on a lot of shirts, and hung dry does often produce the same result, and relaxes his “must iron” rule for a lot of shirts. Sexy sexy compromise. Besides with how skin tight a lot of Eddie’s shirts usually end up, a lot of this becomes a total non-argument for at least half their laundry.

lmao Joyce and Murray in s4 on that plane to Alaska

Murray reassuring Joyce about her kids “what’s the worst that could happen? They experiment sexually? Whatever”

Joyce being aghast coz she thinks Murray’s referring to Mike and El, but actually, he was DEFINITELY referring to Jonathan and Argyle

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