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"How do you know me?”
Yusuf’s not smiling anymore. He’s serious, more stoic than Nicolo’s ever seen him. Then again they’ve never been anything to one another but faces in the fog of their minds and twirls of steel in the mud. There’s no time for impassivity when you're fighting like that.
“I have known you all my life. Only now, you speak back to me.” It’s rough the way he says it, grating in the throat. Nicolo finds himself suddenly chilly, despite the fire and fragrant drops of sizzling hare fat.
“Only in my language,” Nicolo says, trying to lighten the air. “That’s not really fair.”
Yusuf shrugs. “I was a merchant. I traveled to many places. Genova was one of them. Besides—” His eyes sparkle across the fire. “I have plenty of time to teach you.”
(Or five times Nicky hears Joe speak his language and one time Nicky returns the favor.)
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19 Oct 2024
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It’s 10:15 on a Sunday morning, and Steve is on Eddie Munson’s couch.
More specifically: Steve is on Eddie Munson’s couch, in his boxer shorts and a shirt that's clearly been slept in, eating dry cereal out of the box and blinking slowly at the TV, which is currently playing WWF. His hair is more of a mess than Dustin has ever seen it outside of literal fights to the death. Eddie himself is nowhere to be seen.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Dustin demands, dropping his backpack just inside the door.
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29 Sep 2024
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It’s 1991 and Steve is still in Hawkins, still living with his mother, still single, and still working at Family Video. At least he’s the manager now, for whatever that’s worth. But he’s stuck here while Robin and Dustin and everyone else have moved away. Moved on.
Well, everyone except for Eddie.
They're best friends, spend most of their time together, and it's nice to have a friend like that. But Steve is still looking for love with a capital "L". At least, he thinks he is.
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29 Sep 2024
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Claudia used the change from her collection of motorcyclists to buy Madeleine a pair of heels that made her legs look long and beautiful.
“How do I look?” she asked, meeting her eyes in the mirror. Claudia wanted to pin her up on her wall.
“Tall,” she said. “No man will ever date you.”
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21 Sep 2024
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“What does it feel like?” she asks, “is it that bad?”
Madeleine hums, drags her hand a little lower to where her belly softly swells outwards. Claudia’s breath catches in her throat.
“It’s not the best feeling in the world, but it’s not terrible for me."
“I’m glad then, for you,” Claudia says, “but what does it feel like?”
A soft laugh, but not a mocking one. “Always so curious, ma voleuse.”
My thief. It sounds mean, but it’s said in good faith. Madeleine had taken to calling Claudia that when she had seen her horrified gut reaction to ma chérie. The lavender silk dress purchased in pickpocketed miscellany, and how she had stolen her away to the realm of monsters, where she belonged, Madeleine had explained to her.Bookmarked by Personjustaperson
21 Sep 2024