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twitter thread steddie

rated: g | one-sided crush | unhappy ending (ish) | wc: 417

Today Steve is going to tell Eddie he loves him. It's been a long time coming. Years of cradling a secret close to his heart, boy-shaped, squashed and trampled over in the stampede of girlsgirlsgirls, until he met Robin, with her own girl-shaped secret she put in his hands.

Steve and his boy-shaped secret unraveled slowly, holding Robin's hand along the way until 1986, where it exploded into bloom of petals and roots when Eddie Munson held sharp glass to his throat and later when Steve held his warm insides in his hands under blood-red sky. Steve's secret quickly became Eddie-shaped, through hours of waiting for the surgery to finish, the charges to drop, the stitches to come out, the physiotherapy. Through silent companionship of Wayne Munson in Eddie's hospital room.

With their combined government payouts they fled to Chicago, with tearful farewells, to make something SteveRobinEddie shaped for themselves in their small apartment with mismatched furniture and a couch that sags in the middle. Steve became enamoured with Eddie in Hawkins but he fell in love with him in Chicago, where Eddie flourished, bloomed, flowered into someone new, someone free and unrestrained, a wild wind sprite, a whirlwind of human passion he was always meant to be.

Today Steve is going to tell Eddie he loves him.

Robin is already home, holding his hand in her own, their knuckles overlapping and white where they squeeze each other, trembling with excitement and adrenaline. She held his Eddie-shaped secret in her hands and he loves her.

Eddie comes back home like a hurricane, a storm of chains and hair, tripping over the mountain of shoes in the entryway and the raised corner of a rug they can never get to lay down. He's flushed, starry eyed, and Steve loves him. He stumbles to them and they part for him instinctually, letting him fall into the saggy middle cushion of their awful couch and he falls gracelessly, his head in Steve's lap and legs in Robin's.

He looks up and Steve with big eyes that have galaxies in them, cheeks flushed gentle rose and lips trapped between pearly teeth, dimples denting his face.

Steve is going to tell him he loves him.

"I-" Eddie takes a deep breath, wiggles like a worm in a hook. "I have a boyfriend now".

Steve takes his Eddie-shaped secret and puts it back behind the bars of his ribcage.

"I'm happy for you, man".

Eddie grins, eyes crinkling.

Steve should've told him yesterday.

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Tf you mean people don’t keep their bedroom windows open for long amounts of time? You ACTUALY close it at night?? Dude.. I haven’t closed my window since give or take a bit around the start of spring.. and even as im freezing my bone off I refuse to close it completely - I NEED the circulating air. Do inform me.. is it actually common practice to close your window at night?

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Reblog and put in the tags how many pieces of jewelry you wear on a daily basis (like rings, piercings, necklaces, bracelets, etc.)

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Jesus Touch | Electroboutique (2015)

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im thinking abt vecna visions instead of being nightmares being a sort of a desert oasis. everything is exactly how you want it to be. all your wildest dreams coming true. thats why you dont notice anything going wrong. you're just on a lucky streak. you only realise once you see something too good to be true but by then you're a goner.

so now eddie is doing pretty good. he's passing his tests, getting solid Cs. the new song he's been practicing is coming to him like breathing, the campaign is going great. he's driving a cheerleader back to the trailer to do a deal. they walk in, he's cracking jokes, she's laughing. he hears the radio going in the trailer, his mom is in the kitchen- his mom is in the kitchen...?

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Laurent Gauthier: “Manipulations” (2013)

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who out thinking about the character

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someone I follow on the bird app just announced they're starting a very exclusive private fic server because they and a bunch of other people want to talk about how much they love the fics they're reading, and as an author can I just say that a really great place to talk about a fic you love is in the comments for that fic

I understand that people are trying to create safe spaces, but as the number of comments that I get on my fics dwindles with each passing year, knowing these spaces exist where my fics are being discussed, places that I am excluded from, makes me want to write fic LESS

I mean I guess who cares, right, because if I stop writing, there's 10,000 other people that will continue...but if you participate in a fic "book club" server and you say nice things there about a fic you loved, maybe copy and paste that into a comment on AO3?

the only thing fanfic writers are asking for in return for hours of hard work is attention. please don't rob us of the one thing that we hope for when we hit "post"

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dakota by red leather is smth eddie writes for steve after skipping town when post vol2 steve took him in and helped him heal and then eddie went on a self destructive spiral and skipped town bc he got scared of being in love with steve

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I WASN’T A BAD DOG

I WAS A SCARED DOG

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Okimono [19th Century] unknown artist Russell-Cotes Art Gallery & Museum

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Random PNGs, part 153.

(1. Dried poppy flower, 2. "Clasped Hands of Robert and Elizabeth Barrett Browning" by Harriet Hosmer, 3. Antique mourning brooch, 4. She-wolf figure from 16th century, 5. "Ogling Skull" by Julien-Adolphe Duvocelle, 6. Chalice of thorns, 7. Fungus Beetle, 8. Rapanui "Birdman boulder" from 1750-1875, 9. Bat tray.)

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Dark apparition by The Phantom Painter.

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small romantic picture💓

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