Idea expanded, overtly adorable and protective Kas Eddie with established relationship Steddie.
Steve is obviously devastated when they find Dustin and Eddie. But he refuses to leave his body there, despite how horrifying and time-consuming it is to take his boyfriends dead body back up to the surface. And Steve just spirals, reduced to a crying mess that can barely do anything but sleep most days. And Eddie's body is sent to the morgue.
Where he wakes up at. He wakes up in a cold cabinet, horrified and confused. And what woke him up was the noise. The wet, squelching noises of his body knitting itself back together. But it's not just fixing itself. It's changing. And adding things that Eddie doesn't understand. But it fucking hurts.
And Eddie starts to freak the fuck out. He manages to kick open the cold locker he's in and he's still freaking out. Because now he realizes he's in a morgue. But he's not dead damn it. But he's different. And confused and scared and all he wants is Steve.
So he goes to him. And that's how Steve almost dies of a heart attack when a naked freezing should be dead Eddie taps on his window at three am. But he let's him in, of course he lets him in. He's so happy to see him he doesn't even question how huh maybe letting in your dead boyfriend who now has black veins, wings, a tail, and upside down looking scars is not a good idea.
But common sense doesn't matter because all Eddie does is hug him and cry. And it takes a while for both of them to calm down. But when they do Steve starts asking questions, none of which Eddie can answer. But it doesn't matter because he's here. And he's different and weird, but he's still him.
But he is different. Stronger, scarier, with teeth that can sharpen and nails that can morph into claws. And he's also more...touchy. And protective. And is glued to Steve's side, doing weird shit like smelling and licking him in random places, and nibbling on the back of his neck. And it takes Steve a minute to realize that he can freaking purr now. Not that Steve's complaining. He'd live in Eddie's lap forever if it meant he got to be with him.
Steve doesn't tell anyone at first because he's afraid someone might rightfully make the point that being in love with a maybe demon was not a good call. But the Party finds out anyway when they realize he's no longer sobbing every ten seconds. Everyone takes it well enough, even if they have to get used to Eddie involuntarily growling at them whenever they got close to Steve. But they figure it out. And now they have someone who isn't Eleven who can kill upside down monsters with ease which is a plus.
Even if he does this weird thing where he drops nearly every demon corpse he gets his hands on at Steve's feet for praise, always purring like the hybrid monster cutie he is when Steve tells him how good he is at protecting all of them and thanks him with a kiss, the bitter taste of black demon blood in Eddie's mouth be dammed.
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are we feeling a mr amazing upload today
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The feminine urge to re-read Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy
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It’s stupid, really.
It’s less than a week, and Cas is an adult who votes and pays taxes and mostly remembers to put the trash out on time and he’s lived alone before, so it shouldn’t be so difficult that the apartment is empty, sans him.
Except that it’s the first time since he and Dean moved in together that either of them are spending a night away, so the emptiness of their cramped one-bedroom with its weird yellow linoleum in the bathroom feels vast and unending.
Dean’s visiting family, and he’s been texting Cas all day, updating him on his drive to Kansas and sending Cas pictures of his mom’s garden. They’re supposed to talk later, before bed, too.
And yet the loneliness remains.
Cas makes dinner (spaghetti, jarred sauce, Dean’s the cook here), does the dishes, and then tries to sweep the kitchen before he realizes that the dustpan has decided to go missing. It’s not in any of the usual places (hidden behind the trash can, in the bathroom, shoved between the washer and dryer in their postage-stamp sized laundry room), which leads him to checking under the couch and on the top shelf of the storage closet.
The dust pan is there.
And a loaf of bread. And a jar of peanut butter. And a jar of jelly. And on the jar of jelly, a sticky note (green and obviously stolen from Cas’s desk) with Jam is unsettling, right? written on it in Dean’s untidy scrawl.
Cas fishes his phone out of his pocket and shoots a text to Dean: Why is there sandwich stuff in the closet?
You forgot to buy sandwich stuff at the supermarket this week, comes back Dean’s response.
I could have had something else for lunch.
Uh-huh. Dean would be smirking at Cas if he was here, as if to say, gotcha.
Don’t forget to sweep the kitchen, Dean adds, double-texting.
You planned this, Cas replies.
What, me? Never :)
Maybe it’s not so stupid, really, Cas thinks to himself as he takes the things to the kitchen, already planning to have a PB & J for breakfast tomorrow (who says they’r just for lunch?), to miss someone you love.
Especially when they love you back.
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Someone should nuzzle Nila's girl bulge.
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I had already lost hope of seeing THAT specific scene of payu and rain... But then I watched yesterday's cast reaction to episode 12. And what Peat said gave me hope. Lord save me, I can't wait a week for the special episode.
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like this post to receive an nsfw inbox prompt from eddie. 🍆
*these will not be from a meme, they will be from ed himself.
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As someone in their 20s, I’m good with being called kiddo.
You're a good kid, bucko. ✌
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happy september, friends! it’s the best month! autumn is coming. virgo season. bisexuality awareness month. bday month. this is my time. 😌
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//Hm... but what if Whisper is feeling a little tired, a little weak, from the intense heat burning up the healthy plant life? 👀 Of course, knowing her she’d play it off ‘no, i’m fine, honest’ when she ain’t being honest. she’d be fretting over browning leaves and dead grass when (she thinks) no one is looking
anyone interested? 👀 👀 👀
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