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starfallcity · 2 months

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Starfall City Welcomes You, Tourist! ★彡

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" What stays in the City, doesn't leave. "

Starfall City is a roleplay server that is based around the idea of yanderes, their rivals, and valentines! The server is for those who want to find people who also enjoy dark tropes, and most importantly, for people to roleplay with their OCS in intense - or normal! - scenarios!

This is an ask-blog for lore questions or general questions about the server! You can ask if there are important characters to the lore ( any characters apart of lore are ones created by staff and staff alone ), where yanderes might've come from, ect. or if you don't want to ask about lore, you can ask questions about events/share ideas, how members are, what we do on the server for fun, theories, ect! Be curious and creative with your questions :)

･｡ﾟ ☆☽ What is our server's lore?

The server is about Starfall City, one of the world's most famous “accepting” cities. The general world lore surrounding Starfall City contains non-humans, magic-users, and everyday humans; Non-humans and magic users are treated as less than in most places around the world, but there are a few cities and safe places in select countries where they can go to escape the judgment and live freely; Starfall happens to be one of those cities!

Starfall is beautiful, there's no denying it, but that's only on the surface. It may come off as being an accepting city, open and safe to non-humans and magic users alike, aided by having the population evenly split between all three groups, but what the outside media isn't aware of - and somehow is never exposed to -, is how Starfall is no better than every other place in the world. Discrimination is still prevalent within the city, yet, how come nobody outside seems to know what's going on inside?

In more recent years, "Yanderes" - obsessive, and potentially dangerous, people who are searching for the target of their attention, "Valentines" - have begun to appear, again. Yanderes have been around for longer than time can tell, and they've been found in nearly every corner of the world. There are ideas of where Yanderes might've originated, but nobody can seem to agree on a theory. The most surprising thing of all though, is that, with these rising cases, most of them are from Starfall - though, this is unknown to normal outsiders. Thanks to these Yandere cases, Starfall's also had an increase in missing peoples cases; the city's government is turning a blind eye to this for some reason, and no matter what people do, none of the shit that happens in Starfall city is able to be exposed to outsiders.

Nobody knows why this is happening or how it was allowed to fester to get to how it is now, but something that's for certain is that this city isn't what it seems.

･｡ﾟ ☆☽ Important notices!

Starfall City is a 15+ server, so if you aren't 15 or older, please don't join!! We aren't an NSFW RP server, so no NSFW RPS will be allowed. At the same time, slightly suggestive jokes about characters (from media. Try not to make these about OCS unless the creators are comfortable with it) are alright. But again, please no NSFW RPs and no NSFW images, gifs and the like. We also - and we hope you don't mix this up somehow - aren't an IRL yandere server. This is all fictional and meant to be a fun place to talk about dark tropes, and roleplay said tropes, IN FICTION! Please don't do any of this kind of stuff irl!!! that's common knowledge, but some people clearly don't understand that!! So please don't join this looking for a "real yandere".. thank you.

Another important thing to note is that we are an OC-only server. so no characters from existing media are allowed (IE. you cannot submit Hannibal Lecter as a character). Its important to point out as well, but when subbing your character, please follow our rules (and please, at the very least, have your ocs' personality be 5 sentences minimum...)! Read lore and FAQ (in the server) so that way it saves everyone the trouble of having to fix things! If you are confused about how to fill the sheet out, you can always ask (and check out our guides in the pinned msgs of oc help!) Our server allows for all writing types, so have fun :) (it'd be super cool if u guys reblogged this... :33)

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･｡ﾟ ☆☽ About the Staff!

Jaiden - Hi! I'm Jaiden, obv, and I own the place :3 I use all prns, so go wild fr (except no neos, please, and thank you!!). I'm a silly little guy and super normal fr :). I like a lot of things ngl so it'd be difficult to give every like I have (tho most noticeable, I luv luv luvvv tlou!!! fave game. I also luv Portal and dbh so take that as you will :3). I rlly want ppl to join the server so uh, please join guys :( #Jaiden's yapping :3 will be my tag if you ever wanna know if I'm the one answering asks :)) Fun fact, i can kinda draw!!! which is fun, sometimes..... i also wrote the lore of the server (and if you saw it before it was redone, then uh... it was rough.)

Cooper - Hello, I’m Cooper. I’m referred to as my name by many, although not all. I’m fine with going by any other nickname provided; x/hell/psyche and anything else appropriately associated with myself. My pronouns are he/him and I am male. I’m an avid piercing/tattoo enjoyer, while having some myself. I enjoy hearing about others’ experiences and own products of such. Some interests I device myself in would be; music, painting/traditional art, poetry, film/theatre/movies, anything gothic or Victorian, and horror/gore in multiple categories. More into depth on music as it’s a key passion of mine, I listen to pretty much everything but country. Main genres I listen to include; rock, metal, screamo, pop, indiepov, alternative R&B, stoner rock, sigilkore, phonk, and EDM along with many other genres. This is just a skim of interests I have, much like most people, I have more to me than given information can be provided. As for personality, I’m the nicest person you could come across. Don’t believe anything anyone says about me in this server, it’s all lies. Although realistically, I tend to be hateful but it’s all in good fun. I have crude humor and can go with almost any comedic chance I get, humor genre varying. My tag is #Evince of Cooper for any tumblr use. I encourage you to join the server, I could always go for a new face to make fun of.

Bread - Hey hey, name's Bread. I'm one of the mods in this joint, and use all Big Three™ pronouns, but prefer They/Them. I like anything and everything futuristic, y2k-inspired, and funk-based, so if you're into JSR, Splatoon, or BRC, feel free to shoot me a message! I am also most definitely normal and sane and interacting with me frequently will have no drawbacks to your mental or physical health. My tag is #Breadbites🍞, so if you see that, it's likely my goofy ass prattling on in the post. Some fun facts, I do art, writing, and sometimes google doc decorations. I may post a doodle or something similar every so often. Other than that, don't be afraid to interact! I won't bite. Promise.

Xino - HIII💥‼️ I'm Xino, or Xinolo, or Nolo, or Xinxin, or Xin, literally anything you can come up with!! I'm a he/him male who is ur biggest fanatic about anything horror (from movies, to games, to books), and also sharks. I sometimes will go awhile without talking, but I will not leave dw‼️‼️‼️ I can ramble interests for hours, literally, and can't really type for the life of me (I ran this all through grammarly and google). Silly fact is I'm a hispanic, mixed with Mexican, Salvadoran, and Honduran. I also LOVE writing, whether it be creative and OC-related or more professional/school setting. I don't have a tumblr (I've been told of the horrors that happens) and abuse the explosion, and red exclamation emoji, a LOT. Makes me look energized when I do, infact, need a lot of sleep. (No one here is normal, never believe them).

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skookworks · 1 month

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03.18.2024

#daily sketch #artists on tumblr #david lee ingersoll #skookworks #bigfoot #sasquatch #cryptid #the thing in the woods

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milkychocolattess · 5 days

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Get a flowy white dress!

Oil your hair (rosemary is great!)

Wait till nightfall

Be the thing in the woods kids are scared of

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haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted · 1 year

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Star Trek Adventures - The Thing in the Woods by Paolo Puggioni

#Modiphius #Star Trek Adventures #RPG #Borg #The Thing in the Woods #Sci-Fi #Phaser #Paolo Puggioni

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blastburned · 5 months

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inspired. Mine is the thing outside you saw in a blizzard once outlined against the ice and took it as an omen.

#articuno coded #dash commentary #Omen that things will change no matter what you do.#The thing in the woods #If you're giovanni it's death #If you're loved ones it's distance

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www-plasti · 2 years

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the thing in the woods is always watching.

i cant see it. no matter how much i turn my head it always hovers beyond my sight. long, tangled hair and a shuffling gait that stirs up the dead, crisp leaves.

i've never gotten a glimpse of its face. everytime i try to look, it jerks away.

it follows me here, along the path worn only by my feet. it trails like a scar through trees grasping for the sky.

sometimes i'll see an animal in the woods. it's always preoccupied with something that smells rotten. i never stop to look. don't stop to look.

i remember tying strands of frayed and stained fabric to the trees. i've been walking so long they've faded, and become little more than scraps clinging to the branches. one time i watched a bird steal a thread and fly above me. you can't look up. don't look up.

i used to be cold. in the beginning, when my toes burned and my fingernails broke away. i couldn't warm them with my breath, they kept getting paler. and paler. and then i watched as they turned the color of the soil marinating beneath my feet. what a beautiful color.

i am fortunate, i am walking. i used to see others. they'd run and run and run but couldn't escape. they would never be able to. they smelled rotten. i never stopped to look. don't stop to look.

the thing in the woods is always watching. the thing watches. the thing is always watching.

i can't see it but it watches. it watches, and it waits. don't stop to look.

the thing is always watching.

the thing is always watching. the thing in the woods is always watching.

#cryptidcore #cryptid #surreal #liminal #liminalcore #liminal aesthetic #horror #horrorcore #the thing in the woods #body horror #body horror tw #plastic.doc

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fossilized-forest-friend · 7 months

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this was funnier in my head

#the cure #cats #the lovecats #voices from the woods #edit: wow you guys really liked this one! i’m glad i thought like 8 people would see it much less interact lmao #i might post other funny things later so keep your eyes peeled for that i suppose #greatest hits #i guess? i’ve never been this rich before #flashing lights

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bumblebug5 · 8 months

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i think it’s very disappointing how much i see mae drawn skinny. the majority of nitw art i see depicts her as such, despite her describing herself as round in game. it’s a dialogue option that you literally can’t miss since the mirror scene is unavoidable

you can choose the other option, but you still see this one regardless of what you pick. mae is ROUND. this means she is NOT skinny. i guess some would argue that because her arms and legs are smaller that she is, but that’s literally just because of the game’s artstyle. EVERYONE is depicted that way, so it doesn’t change the fact that she is fat

another piece of dialogue describes her as “sturdy.” being a chubby person myself, this is literally what my mom called me when i was little. it’s really upsetting to see a character i love and relate to so much misrepresented this way when she is canonically built like me. it’s already rare to see good representation of fat people, so erasing the ones we get doesn’t help

next time you draw mae please try to keep this in mind. and to everyone who draws mae chubby already, i love you forever and always. thank you

#night in the woods #nitw #nitw mae #mae borowski #original #i put off posting this for awhile. but i reblogged a post about the same thing so it gave me a bit more confidence to talk about it

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malusokay · 6 months

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becoming a better student ₊˚⊹♡

Prepare for your classes ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Wake up on time. We don't want to be stressed first thing in the morning, right?

Eat breakfast. So you will be able to better focus in class.

Assigned reading and homework. Make sure you are prepared for your classes!! :)

Review your notes. Going through some of your flashcards before class is really helpful.

Check your bag and charge your devices. Ensure you have everything you need: Books, homework, chargers, pens, water...

In Class ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Listen and pay attention. You can save yourself a lot of trouble by simply paying attention, trust me.

Take notes. My favourite note-taking method is the Cornell method; I can make a separate post on that!! <3

"Quick notes." If you struggle with note-taking, try taking quick and messy notes. You can clean them up once you get home!!

Engage. If you have any questions or don't understand something, make sure to ask!! Most teachers really appreciate students who speak up. :)

No distractions. Turn off your phone, no chatting, you'll be glad...

After class ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Finish your assignments as soon as you can. Go home, put on a cosy outfit, have a snack, and get working!! <3

Prepare flash cards. A great way of reviewing your notes, too... :)

Update your Study schedule. Write down any assignment and due dates, reading you must do, upcoming tests, etc...

Clean up your notes. Review them, highlight the important parts, and maybe even make them look cute!! :)

Don't avoid topics/Subjects you dislike. I know it is tempting, but you can't avoid them forever, so you might as well get them done

Structure and routine ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Goals and Priorities. Keep them realistic and manageable.

Time management. Having a set schedule makes studying less overwhelming; it takes some discipline but is so worth it!! <3

Develop a routine. Figure out what works best for you; I prefer studying in the morning or at night.

No "zero days". Even if you can only do a bit, do it!! NO. ZERO. DAYS.

Remember your goals. Dreams will keep you motivated; remind yourself of what you're working for!! <3

Self-care and balance ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Don't forget about your hobbies. You need to do things that make you happy, so make time for those things!!

Maintain a balanced diet. I know chocolates and junk are tempting, especially when you are busy studying all day, but you're not doing yourself any favours.

Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. 8 Hours. Non-negotiable.

Exercise regularly. Even if it's just a walk, put on some headphones, listen to music, and give yourself a break. <3

Care for your social life. Reach out to your friends, make plans, and keep in touch; a good work-life balance is critical!!

Romanticising ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Study dates. Meet up with your friends at a cosy cafe, discuss your work, and have some fun!! Studying doesn't have to be all serious all the time ;)

Silly Pinterest boards. Visualising your goals will help you find motivation!!

Music to set the mood. I have a bunch of playlists on my Spotify that might help!! <3

Cosy sweater and candles. The cosy Rory Gilmore vibes haha...

Getting a coffee before class. A little treat before things get serious... Simple pleasures, you know? :)

Babes, The hiatus is OVER, and I'm finally back!! I got a lot of asks on studying, burnout, and school in general, so I thought, why not start off with a little student guide?? I Hope October has been kind to you, and school hasn't been too overwhelming (though I know it, unfortunately, has been for many of you), and I'm glad to finally be back!! <33

As always, Please feel free to add your own suggestions and tips in the comments!!

✩‧₊*:・love ya ･:*₊‧✩

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amphiboys · 2 years

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robert pattinson, on his consistent lies // david lynch // will wood, on his fake daughter // kurt vonnegut // tumblr user intactics

#mine #web weaving #robert pattinson #will wood #kurt vonnegut #will wood and the tapeworms #parallels #quotes #idk how to tag this lmao #i think celebrities should just lie more #and say weird things #if you’re gonna be famous at least be a little freak about it

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whitesunlars · 9 months

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my one (1) complaint about the barbie movie is that they showed the only horses in Barbieland being horse head on stick toys when really there should have been a representation of the direct doll to horse girl pipeline of barbie pegasus.

i’m not saying a cgi horse. i’m saying a giant plastic barbie pegasus.

#and ken becomes obsessed with horses when he sees a real horse #which is how most horse girls are born #from loving barbie horse to seeing a real horse #barbie movie #barbie #spoilers #ken #ryan gosling #movies #i'm picturing a milky white from into the woods type thing

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catastrophic-cryptid · 2 years

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*twirling hair normally* im sooooo normal about this piece of media,,,, so soso normal,,,,, *begins whirring* sooooooooooooooooooooooo noooooooormaaaaaaaal

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sp0o0kylights · 4 months

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Eddie led a weird life.

This was something he welcomed, given half the things people thought were “weird” was just his fashion sense or preference for table top games.

Small potatoes to the larger things in life, really.

Of course, this was before he found out there was an evil version of Hawkins underneath him.

Now Eddie did things that would previously sent his old self into a fucking coma.

His friendship with Steve Harrington for example.

Dude saved his life and bridal-style carried him out of literal hell.

It’d have been rude not to be friendly with the guy after that, even if they weren’t both members of a very exclusive and bloody club, with trauma and secrets that really only a select few people would ever understand.

Sleeping over at Harrington’s half the week also made perfect sense, and Eddie will argue that to his very grave.

It turns out nightmares suck, and waking up screaming all the time sucks even more.

Something everyone involved in this entire escapade (and all the ones prior) knew.

Because more bodies means more eyes to look out for you, and feeling safe means you might actually sleep for an hour, they all got used to showing up at each other's houses at odd hours of the night.

Pulled one another out of nightmares and got comfortable with the fact that they slept better, together.

Steve’s house in particular is typically void of both adults and annoying freshmen, which meant it's the most comfortable place for a lot of people to crash together.

(Sometimes the annoying freshmen do show up and maybe Eddie is also a little weirdly overprotective of the whole Party now, and alright fine, he enjoys all their company, even Erica's--but who's keeping track?

He isn’t.

He’s busy arguing all this is perfectly normal.)

Sleeping in Steve’s bed is where things get a little tricky.

See, when it was more than just Robin and Eddie crashing at Casa De Harrington, they all sleep in the living room.

Steve drags out some fancy blow up mattress (an air mattress what the fuck) and changes the couches around and long story short his fucking living room is more comfortable than Eddie’s own bed has ever been.

But when it's just Eddie and Robin, they retire to Steve’s stupid huge bed, so large the damn thing takes up most of his equally massive room.

(“This isn’t weird right?” He’d asked Robin once, hanging his head over the edge of the bed while Steve did--whatever it was he was doing to his hair in the bathroom.

Robin, who was busy rifling through Steve’s drawers for a shirt to steal, stopped and looked at him, one eyebrow raised.

“Not unless you make it weird, Munson.” She’d told him, and well, that was all the permission he needed.

They slept together in tight groups, where it was easiest to defend each other in case of Upside Down fucking monster attack.

Case closed.)

Sleeping in Steve Harrington’s bed, without the buffer that was Robin Buckley, is where the lies started.

Because it was weird.

It was incredibly weird, and did guys even do this solo?

Eddie hadn’t. If one of Hellfire or the band stayed over, it was a strictly floor/bed/couch situation unless there were more than three of them, and that was within Eddie’s small ass trailer.

Sure they piled up if they had to, but it wasn't like it was with Steve. All tangled limbs and being right up in each others space, no pillow or blanket or anything as a buffer.

Hell, Eddie had woken up getting spooned or doing the spooning more than once, and no one said shit.

How Steve made it sound so genuinely normal was beyond him.

Not that Eddie argued about it.

Not the first time of the fifth or the twenty-fifth, and not even after Robin pointed out he was rooming with Harrington more than she was.

Because he just slept better, next to Steve.

(Steve apparently, felt the same.

Or must have given it kept happening.)

It wasn’t like Steve didn’t crash at Eddie’s trailer either--his parents had come right home upon hearing about the earthquake, and had been a bit more present after running into the joint forces of Jim Hopper and Joyce Byers in the hospital lobby.

Add in Wayne’s own Disapproving Stare (TM) and the town being up each other’s ass to try and keep it together, and suddenly Mr. and Mrs. Harrington were hanging out in Hawkins that much more.

(Steve seemed to think it was more to save face rather than because they actually gave a shit, which Eddie felt was obvious but he wasn’t gonna say it.

“They’re trying I think. They just--they’ve never encountered anything like this.” He’d said, a little frown line pinching his eyebrows together.

“Stevie, no one has faced anything like what we have. Your parents, on the other hand, are only dealing with what they think is the aftermath of an earthquake and plenty of people have seen those.”

Steve had sighed. Stared a little helplessly, like he knew he was making excuses but couldn’t help himself.

“I know, Eds. I know.”)

Them being home more meant Steve was at Eddie’s more--on grounds that Robin’s parents were fine with him hanging out but drew some kind of weird not--very--hippy line at him sleeping over.

Which was fine.

Great even, the Eddie and Steve had never slept better! Sucks to be Robin, who had to call up Nancy Wheeler if she wanted to share.

All this was, was trauma buddies being guy pals who were very comfortable with each other due to said fucking trauma.

Steve used to help Eddie take a piss for fucks sake, and according to literally everyone else involved in the Vecna related mess, this was their fourth go round with supernatural shit.

Chances of it all happening a fifth time seemed kinda high, even if the gate was supposedly closed and the psychotic meat puppet madman six feet underground.

Sharing was caring, and caring was not letting your new buddy you saved fight off monsters alone if they popped back up.

Plus he and Steve spent a huge amount of time together, almost as much time as Steve did with Robin.They were all in each other’s back pockets to the point that Eddie’s band was used to it, with Gareth even starting to make secret lover jokes about it all.

(The dick.)

They were just really good friends dealing with the shit life had dealt them. That was it, that was the whole ass story.

Eddie’s growing gay crisis aside.

So no. It wasn't all the time with Harrington that sent Eddie over the edge. Nor was it the bed sharing, rapidly dropping boundaries, or even the fact that Steve knew where Eddie kept his condoms (An accident Eddie wouldn't ever live down, holy shit.)

No, what sent him into an absolute, hair tearin' meltdown, was the day Steve woke up, rolled over, kissed Eddie right on the lips and then went to make breakfast.

No good morning, no how ya doin.

Steve just left Eddie there, clutching onto the sheets for dear life and mildly terrified he’d just hallucinated the entire encounter.

(Hell, maybe the whole thing was hallucinated.

Maybe he died in the Upside Down and this was some sort of sick version of the afterlife.

Eddie pinched himself, and when that wasn’t enough, bit his own knuckle. Both hurt, which was unfortunate, because death seemed preferable to dealing with life right then.)

Unfortunately for him, Steve did not run back into the room with a myriad of excuses, which meant Eddie had to experience the horrifying ordeal of getting out of bed, putting his clothes on and going into the trailer’s kitchen--because Steve hadn’t even had the decency to wreck Eddie’s life at his own house.

‘What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck--’

Heart galloping, Eddie put on his big boy pants--metaphorically and physically--before stepping out into the kitchen and confront his friend.

Who was cooking shirtless, without a care in the world.

It still took him a full thirty seconds to get his mouth to work.

“Hey Stevie? Do you want to tell me what that was about?”

"Hmm?” Steve replied. His eyes were hooded, hair mussed in a way Eddie knew only a few select people had ever seen it.

He looked half asleep, and proved it a second later when he reached twice for the one of the two mugs on the counter and missed entirely.

Eddie swung in, grabbing one and offering it out for Steve to pour coffee into, before swapping it out for the other mug once Steve was done.

Stayed in Steve’s space even as the former jock fussed with adding in milk and sugar and whatever else he was feeling, working up the courage to say something.

Anything.

“Uh, the--just now?” Eddie squeaked. He coughed to clear his voice, trying desperately to act normal.

Look normal.

Like he hadn't just been kissed by the guy he had absolute worst crush on.

Steve, bless him, didn’t tease him. Just shoved one of the mugs into Eddie’s hands and kept the other for himself.

Took a nice, slow sip, adam's apple bobbing and Eddie quickly averted his gaze, staring firmly into his coffee.

“What happened?” Steve asked a second later, sounding a touch more clear, and not at all like he was experiencing deep regret, or dodging the question, or even aware of what had happened.

Eddie had two seconds to realize that hell, maybe Steve really didn’t know, before his mouth once betrayed him.

“When you kissed me?” And motherfucker, for once, Eddie wished he would think before he fucking spoke.

(Wayne had always told him he'd come to regret it. He just hadn't thought it'd be like this!)

“Oh.” Steve said, very anticlimatically. “I didn’t realize I did that, sorry.”

Eddie's entire body twitched.

One long shudder, like it was rejecting the very words coming out of Steve's mouth.

“You didn’t,” He tried, voice dry and cracking. He realized his hands were shaking and promptly put his mug down before he dropped it. “You just--what, did that on instinct?”

“...Kinda, yeah.” Steve said and why the hell did he sound entirely unphased!?

Was this some kind of weird jock thing? Did the basketball team all wake up together and kiss each other on the mouth?! Did they think it was some sort of straight--guy haha joke, or fucking--Eddie didn’t even know what, because Eddie was too busy spiraling.

“Steve I’m gay.” He blurted out, mouth now firmly ahead of his brain.

He instantly wanted to take it back.

Grab the words with his hands, and cram it into his mouth.

Maybe Steve was only cool with it if he thought Eddie was straight.

Hell, maybe he fucking did it while sleep walking or something and Eddie was the one being weird about it, or he--fuck, really did imagine it and, and--!

“I know.” Steve told him, interrupting Eddie’s catastrophizing entirely.

“You know?” Eddie stared at him, feeling like the world had fallen out from underneath his feet. “How do you know!?”

He actually had a pretty good idea of how Steve knew, considering they were both friends with Robin, but while Robin was comfortably out to both of them, Eddie was not.

Had not in fact, even confirmed that he was queer to Robin herself, though he’d hinted at it plenty and shared more than one inside joke.

Didn’t think Robin had outed him or anything, but more that, well…

Steve was smarter than the kids made him sound, that’s for damn sure.

“Honestly dude? You’re not subtle.” Steve told him and at least he finally sounded serious.

Like this was a much needed conversation and not some weird tangent Eddie was on.

“The handkerchief, that triangle pin that you and Robin both have, the fact that you once jumped in my pool to get away from Dustin asking about you're dating life."

He rolled one hand in an etc. all gesture, before adding; “Also there was that time you and Robin got absolutely smashed on my dad’s whiskey and argued about who the hottest Rocky Horror actor was.”

Eddie’s mouth sprang open to defend himself, but absolutely nothing came out.

When had they even watched Rocky Horror together!?

“You kept insisting the guy who played Brad was hotter than the one who played Rocky, remember? I thought Robin was going to strangle you because she like, adores Susan Sarandon.” Steve continued, like they were having one of their playful little spats and not--not discussing Steve kissing him!

“You guys asked me to tie-break,” He added slowly, like he was trying to jog Eddie’s memory. “and I told you guys I thought both were hot.”

Which--oh.

Oh.

“Okay so you’re…?”

Not going to kill me is what Eddie intended to say, but Steve took it as another question entirely, and answered with a nod and a hum.

Which--okay.

Steve Harrington was bisexual, and also already thought he’d come out to Eddie.

He could roll with that.

That was not the problem, at all.

The problem was; “That doesn’t explain the kiss though?!”

Steve finally put his coffee down, huffing out exasperatedly. “I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t realize I did it, man. We share a bed a lot and I guess I wasn’t--I must have--”

And now, finally, Steve was getting embarrassed. A red flush spread across his cheeks and down his neck, vivid even on his tan skin.

He ran a hand through his hair, and Eddie knew purely from the sheer amount of time they spent together that it was a self-soothing action.

“I guess I’m sorry?”

It came out less as a question and more as an accusation-- which Steve himself seemed to hear because he immediately corrected it with a far less sassy and much more sincere; “No I am--I’m sorry.”

None of which answered why Steve had kissed him.

“You didn’t think I was Nance, did you?” Eddie asked, because apparently he just couldn't stop while he was ahead.

Maybe he should have died. It'd be better for both of them, considering he was doing about as good as kicking Steve while he was down.

Steve, the guy who had saved Eddie's life and was now one of his best friends and here Eddie was, dragging this out of him like a moron.

“No.” Steve said immediately. Reflexively, almost, firm and sure. “I am very aware you’re not Nancy.”

‘Let it go Eddie. Don’t make it weird Eddie. Just laugh it off and say okay--’

“Then who did you think it was? I mean you said it was instincts and like, I'm not stupid. I know I can be confused for Nance in the low light, it's happened before but--"

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

“I didn’t think. I knew it was you." Steve interrupted. "I knew I was kissing you, Eddie."

Oh god, just kill him now.

Hell he'd even take a Vecna death! With all the gross gore and the shitty villain monologue!

"This morning I was tired, and I was sleepy, and I apparently skipped the part in my head were I asked you out and we were dating.” Steve deadpanned at him.

Eddie gaped, mind shattered and rapidly reforming.

It was like the universe was recreating itself, only this time all the stars had aligned and his wish had come true and some Disney director had taken control of his life--

“But I get it if I’m not your type." Steve was saying, because Steve was perfect.

And Kind.

And wanted to date Eddie.

"I’m sorry if I made things uncomf-mmphhh!”

‘Mmmph’ because Eddie had flung himself at Steve, face first, the second "I asked you out and we were dating" had finished processing.

(Which was alarming fast, considering he'd been struggling all morning.)

‘D--ff--ing?”

Steve laughed in his mouth as Eddie tried to talk while kissing, pulling away slightly and holding his chest back with a hand when Eddie tried to chase him anyway.

“Yes, dating. As in, would you, Eddie Munson, like to go on a date with me, Steve Harrington?”

“Yes.” Eddie’s mouth said.

At least this time it and his brain were on the same wavelength.

“Yes I very much would.” He put some weight into his lean, making it harder for Steve to hold him back. “I think you can tell, by the way I'm trying to kiss you. Which you are not doing."

He pouted, and refused to be embarrassed about his behavior.

Steve laughed, and he might have said something like “God you changed up fast” except he had given in and let Eddie close again, and his words were now being swallowed down.

Eddie's life was weird alright, and now it was weird even by his own standards, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

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