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It had been two and a half months since the end of Spring Break.
Eddie had been cleared of all charges, The Byers were back in Hawkins like they’d never left, Vecna was dead and gone, and everything was back to normal; or rather as back to normal as Hawkins could get.
Unfortunately for one Steve Harrington, his new normal seemed to be not only his inability to get a date, but also his newfound proclivity towards staring at Eddie Munson’s mouth while he dramatically narrated during a five hour Hellfire session, or counting the freckles on the bridge of his nose, or memorizing the patterns in his honey coloured eyes.
What the fuck was wrong with him?
(Now with Eddie’s pov added!)
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It’s been five days since Eddie was brought in. Twelve since Wayne saw him last. All he wants is to hear his obnoxiously loud music blaring down the hall while he’s trying to sleep. Or the laughter that could make him smile even when he didn’t want to. Wayne wants his Eddie back, the boy he watched grow all of these years. He’s not ready for the day Eddie wakes up and the light is gone from his eyes.
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Hospitals brought a sense of comfort to Dustin that he didn't quite understand. Or felt he could even admit. Somewhere among the bustling doctors and the constant beeping, he's reminded that people are being saved every day. That the people inside these walls are doing their best to make sure his friends stay alive. And at the end of the day, or week, or month, he'll be able to talk to them again.Or: Wayne and Dustin are going through the same thing, loved ones healing from immense trauma while trapped within hospital walls. The prepared grief, the trying hope. How do two people of different circumstances deal with the same situation, and how to they grow to help each other through it?
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06 May 2024
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dual wayne and dustin POV from the fic im getting tagged in on tumblr!
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"It's like you have sunshine always reflecting off of your skin. Or, maybe inside of your skin. Sunshine skin," Eddie muses, giggling. "When you smile, I swear, it's so bright. It blinds me, Stevie. You're just so happy and glowy, almost like a golden retriever."
Steve blushes, feeling bashful. "Yeah?"
Eddie nods. "Yeah. M'gonna start calling you that. Sunshine. Fits you well."
(or, eddie says something dumb while high, the boys confess and be silly lovesick boys.)
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Dirty hands, muddy boots, sweaty arms and tight jeans.
Steve has just moved to a new city and started a new job, one he never imagined himself in--construction work.
Eddie is his crew leader just trying to stop him from being a pain in the ass.Bookmarked by queerlavender
07 Apr 2024
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construction job!AU. eddie is the team lead and steve is the newbie
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“My lord,” Steve says and shifts onto his knees in an attempt to bow. To be humble. To show his respect. To admit to his own mortal inferiority. He grits his teeth through it.
“Shit, my lord, you can cut the formalities, darling,” the god chuckles. “Though I do like seeing you on your knees.”
“What should I call you then?” Steve asks. “Your divine presence? Celestial master? Pompous ass?”
The god just laughs and glances over his shoulder at his own ass.
“Not much there to be considered pompous, I’m afraid,” he says before he turns back to Steve, no trace of the anger that Steve is choking on found in his face. “I like celestial master, has some dramatic flair to it. But Eddie will do just fine.”
“God of wine making and pleasure,” Steve says automatically.
“Also of orchards and fruit, fertility, ritual madness, religious ecstasy and theater, darling,” Eddie does a little bow himself. “At your service.”or: after helping Tommy slay the minotaur, Steve gets left behind on a small island to die. That's where he meets Eddie, god of wine and pleasure. Steve doesn't like gods, but this one is different. This one might help him heal from all his trauma, guilt, and broken heart.
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greek mythology steddie i could literally cry