Unsaid Eddie (Preface/Intro)
Pre-Battle
Eddie had finally came to terms with his feelings. He knew the moment the group decided that they had no other choice but to go back into the Upside Down and face the dark wizard that was basically holding Eddie hostage in his own world.
He knew the second Steve suggested to hear Eddie's plan out about going to the redneck weapon store on the outskirts of Hawkins, just to be sure they would be in the clear of any police or crazy ambushes of people or Jason and his goons.
Eddie knew the second he hotwired the RV and Steve didn't bat an eye to taking over and driving said stolen vehicle from the scene of the crime that his feelings were real. And they were very different than anything he has ever felt before.
Eddie Munson was falling for Steve Harrington. He just needed to find the right time to tell him before his possible, and most likely untimely meeting with lady death herself.
Eddie knew if anyone in this group wasn't going to make it out alive after this battle, it would be him. He has never faced anything like this before, except in Dungeons and Dragons. A fake game. The rest of them? This was a typical Tuesday afternoon it seemed like for them.
Eddie didn't want to believe this would be his one and only chance to admit to Steve how he felt and he sure as shit didn't think Steve reciprocated the feelings. He knew how he felt about Nancy Wheeler. But he still needed to tell him, just in case things went... south for him.
Little to Eddie's knowledge, Steve had noticed the small gestures and glances from Eddie. He noticed how courteous Eddie was when Steve was near him and how his goofy side came out a little more whenever Steve entered the room. Steve thought it to be cute and he found himself wondering time to time "I bet Eddie's lips are soft." Steve never knew he was Bi. That was until he met the most beautiful human being he believes his eyes have ever laid themselves upon.
Eddie Munson. He was falling for him. Hopelessly so. He just didn't know how to tell him. They had little time left. And Steve? Steve was utterly terrified. This time around, things just didn't feel like they might work out in the group's favor...
And this scared the living shit out of him...
Part 1 Here
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The Tim lives (and serves the desolation) au concept is so painful because 1. He'd be so sexy but also 2. there is no way he and Jon would have been able to rekindle a friendship. An uneasy cohabitation maybe. Or even an unhealthy companionship formed from traumabonding and surviving 2 major traumas together. But I can't see them being in a healthy relationship (at least the time spanning from the unknowing up until the watcher's crown)
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Good morning, Sleepyhead.
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Kanan after going through life-altering trauma: my nose scar is better than yours
Cal, who is just glad Kanan isn’t depressed as fuck still: I had mine first
Kanan might’ve had the cooler (pronounced: traumatising) knighting ceremony and facial scar, BUT CAL HAD IT FIRST
omg yes (just HAD to one up cal...)
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Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “Poppies”
[Text ID: “My body is a bruise, purpled with loss. / I am tired of swallowing your name, / finding ink on each of your shirts, / red petals in the pages of books.”]
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Unsaid Eddie (Part 1)
Post Battle
Steve woke up with the same migraine. He rubbed his already swollen eyes and sat up with a groan escaping his lips. He looked around the RV and sighed, not ready to face the day like he has had to do every day since that day they climbed out of the Upside down. That fucking day he let his entire world go to shit all because he couldn't grow a pair and tell the one person who saw him as more than "King Steve" that he was falling for them.
He looked down at his chest, to take in the sight of the vest that Eddie had given him and that he was still wearing. He couldn't take it off. Since that night, it's been the only thing keeping him grounded (or alive) he felt. He pulled the collar up to his nose and swore he could still get a whiff of him.
Of course, it was most likely just in Steve's head, considering all the hell the vest had been through the past few weeks, battle, Steve sleeping in it and his sweat fits. But he didn't care. He thought he could smell Eddie and God damn it, he would keep it on forever if that meant getting just the tiniest hint of Eddie for the rest of his life.
He felt his cellphone vibrate somewhere on his bed, and when he found it, seen it was Dustin.
"Hey Henderson, what's going on?" Steve tried his hardest not to sound the least bit annoyed. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to the curly haired boy, but the fact he didn't want to talk to anyone. Not unless it was a metal head freak, who happened to be not exactly around anymore.
"Steve!! Thank god you picked up man!" Dustin shouted in his ear. Steve sighed, knowing what type of conversation this would be. "Look, Dustin. I'm not really in the mood to hang-" but Dustin cut him short.
"Steve, get the RV and get your ass to my place ASAP! It's Eddie. We found signs he isn't dead. We have to get back to lover's lake. He sent us an SOS like you guys did when you guys got stuck. We have to get him out."
Steve felt his heart catch in his throat. He hung his phone up and raced to the driver's seat.
I'm coming Eddie, and this time, I'm not letting you get away.
Part 2 here
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There is power in letting that shit go.
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A desolation avatar who is the embodiment of a blizzard, your car breaks down in the middle of a snowstorm, you exit calling out for help trying to see through the thick descending snow, you turn back, your car has been buried in snow and you cannot find it, everything you love and know has been buried in snow, encased in frigid ice and soon.
you will join.
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I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.
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also remember that no form of resistance is ever acceptable to the colonizer. and that includes non-violent resistance (the great march of return) + non-violence is only successful against a force that has a conscience. but if your opponent had a conscience, he would not be oppressing you in the first place.
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Like all of tumblr, aparently: we 💜 love ✡️jews✡️ and we would 👊 punch nazis and we reblog five 5️⃣ different haukkah 🕎 posts a year we are like so progresive 💁✨️
Also all of tumblr, aparently: death to all jews 🚫✡️ if you're a jewish person who lives in IsNotRaEl then you're an evil 👺 bad jew and you deserve to be raped and murdered ☠️☠️ what? You fled to israel because we were murdering you by the millions??? Well you should have all died lol ☠️☠️ happy hanukkah btw 🕎
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Ok but a character who's usually good with words, good at debating, speaks well and intelligently - until they're injured badly and all they can manage to say is "it hurts"
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