#💙 : Conversation

[harmonictechnicality]

It’s the way Steve places a pin in that damn map of Hawkins. Two fingers, muddy knuckles. Fuck if Eddie knows the actual destination because all he can navigate is the curve of Steve’s index finger as he smooths out the edges of the map.

And it’s stupid, right? Because the world is folding in on itself and he’s looking at a guy in the kind of way Victorian novelists would only describe as ‘longingly.’ It’s objectively stupid. Probably some adrenaline bullshit that a doctor could explain with a brain scan.

The rest of the group has scattered, plotting amongst themselves. Pulling plans out of their asses. Finding layers of courage behind clues and cassette tapes.

Eddie should do that too. Plan. Make decisions. Do anything other than stare at the dirt underneath Steve’s goddamn fingernails.

“Please blink, Munson.” Steve says while clearing his throat. He’s been doing that a lot. Which is, like, understandable after coughing up lake water all night long.

He clears his throat again. “Show sign of life before I ransack the supply bag for that shit you call music.”

“That… shit?” Eddie spits out the words. Briefly forgets his swirly Steve feelings because of the fucking audacity on this guy. “Rightrightright, because Bob Seger is so fucking dignified, huh?”

“Uh-oh.” Dustin murmurs behind him.

“Because Old Time Rock and Roll is the highest ranking of ear candy?” Eddie searches through their duffel bag until he finds Steve’s Vecna Saftey Tape. Waves it around wildly as he speaks. “Forgive me. I didn’t know entry-level chord progressions were considered Carnegie Hall worthy these days. But by all means, call my music shit.”

He throws the tape at Steve’s lap before dropping back down to his seat on the couch.

“Well,” Steve smirks. “At least we know if the music won’t wake you up, mocking it sure as hell will.”

“Guys. Focus.” Nancy steps into the center of the room. Everyone nods, even Eddie. They listen intently to her directions. Henderson doesn’t interrupt her, not even once.

Nancy’s entire demeanor is charged with currents of determination. It’s honestly impressive. Truly. She could convince congress to change the fucking constitution if she wanted. Have the supreme court eating out of her palm with how persuasive she can be.

And the only thing that distracts her, is the same thing distracting Eddie.

Two fingers. Muddy knuckles.

Eddie follows her gaze back over to Steve. Her expression softening when she sees him.

It’s cruel and expected. Cruel that Eddie has to witness such softness, knowing exactly how it feels. Expected because wedding bells can practically be heard every time those two interact with each other. No one can deny that.

But knowing all this doesn’t stop the cruelty from squeezing Eddie’s stomach till his insides feel raw.

He swallows down his flimsy fantasies. Keeps repeating those words from back in the woods:

It’s jealousy, it’s jealousy, it’s jealousy, it’s-

“Hey, man.” Steve says.

Man? Not ‘Nancy, my betrothed?’ Not “Nancy, my muse?”

… Man?

Eddie blinks. Glances up to see Steve looking at him. “Your taste in music isn’t complete shit.”

Which isn’t exactly an apology. But the teasing scratches an itch in Eddie’s brain that he hasn’t be able to reach for a very long time.

“Yeah.” Eddie says. “I guess Bob Seger’s stuff is… intermediate. Assistant managerial-level chord progressions.”

He pauses. Then leans in and adds a quick, “At best.”

They both laugh a little. It’s cut short by Steve clearing his throat again. One of the many reminders that they’re not well.

That nothing they’re going through is fair. Not even in the same universe as Fair. Eddie’s eyes fall to the red markings around Steve’s neck. Wonders if that makes his cough hurt worse.

“Look.” Steve nudges Eddie’s arm. Pulls his attention back into this moment. “We’ve got this, okay?”

Eddie can’t exactly tell if there’s softness in Steve’s eyes - the same kind Nancy gives to him so freely. Or if it’s just regularly scheduled Concern. But it doesn’t even matter because Steve said that.

We.

‘We’ve got this.’

Him and Steve.

And, okay, was Steve referring to a collective ‘we?’ Sure, yeah. Obviously. But Eddie is allowing himself to wallow in delusion while the world’s expiration date remains questionable.

So he aims a lovesick smile at Steve and sighs. “Whatever you say, Harrington.”

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

Sophie Oliveira-Shepard Alenko-Oliveira and Kaidan Alenko-Oliveira - ME3 (3/?) "What would I do without you?" "You'll never have to find out." Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021)

[kaikaikaito]

[hippolotamus]

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 you got this sweetheart, 15 sentences for me 😘

🫡 Hello, Sir. My beloved. Some Bi Buck Sentences for you. Please enjoy Buck having a very awkward squirmy moment with his bestie. 💞

“So.” Eddie sets two beers on the coffee table and flops down on the couch. “Have you decided yet?”  “Uh, yeah. I think I have.” Buck reaches for his next slice of sausage and mushroom pizza, bringing it to his mouth and chewing slowly. After another bite he becomes aware of Eddie’s eyes on him, staring and waiting for a response. “Um, sorry.” “It’s fine, man. If you need more time…” Eddie politely trails off, which Buck appreciates more than he can say. He’s glad to have a best friend that doesn’t rush him through things and gives him space to think. Through the process of elimination, Buck came to the conclusion that ‘bisexual’ is the term that fits him best. That settles the anxious question buzzing through his veins. When he reads the definition, tries it for himself, it’s the one that wraps around him like a second skin. The one that makes his shoulders relax, eases the knot in his chest to something soft and welcoming. It has him sitting the tiniest bit taller and grinning a little wider. He feels correct. Right. Like he’s slotting in a missing piece he didn’t know he needed. The problem, if one could really call it that, is expressing that out loud. Being able to actively state ‘I’m bisexual’ as part of who he is instead of passively agreeing when someone asks if he’s bi.  Maybe Eddie, Buck’s constant safe space, is the place to start. Here in the belly of the home that’s always made him feel like himself, like he’s welcome no matter what condition he’s in. Where he’s never felt like a guest.  “No, I don’t need more time. I- I know. I do. It’s just-” He tosses his pizza back in the box with a frustrated sigh. “This is going to sound so stupid, Eds. I can’t, y’know, seem to say it out loud.” Buck chances a look at Eddie who looks equally confused as he shifts closer to Buck. Eddie hesitantly reaches one hand over, hovering near Buck’s forearm but then abruptly pulls back.  Oh, god, what if I’ve fucked this all up? Does Eddie feel weird about us now? He said he was fine, but ohhhh god.

np tagging some others who showed interest @bidisasterevankinard @tizniz @shipperqueen6

@saybiwithme @bi-buckrights @spotsandsocks

@wikiangela @theotherbuckley @slightlyobsessedwitheverything 😘

[katnissmellarkkk]

okay new question for today! between katniss and peeta, who do you think makes the first move towards a romantic relationship (post mockingjay ofc) and who do you think makes their relationship official?

[a-agere-archive]

CW // Swearing

I can't believe I have to say this, but Radqueers please don't interact with me? Please do not use my DNI banner for yourself, do not edit my banner to fit your viewpoint.

I am very unhappy to see that my drawing would be used in that fashion.

While I never plan to say this again on this blog, but fuck off please. Genuinely, you cause me a lot of discomfort to see my made creation be used by you guys.

realistically I can't stop you from using this blog as a resource with the content i've made. Just, please don't interact, please don't change my assets, etc.

[imgoingtoburyyoureyes]

Blah blah blah, something along the lines of being gay

[finnslay]

Messaging a pretty girl would solve all my problems honestly

[syscord-out-of-context]

[electrocentric]

“I don’t believe that starting arguments with people over online discourse and personal preferences or aspects of their identity is right, we have bigger real world issues to deal with and we should learn to stay in our lanes. Fictional characters don’t have feelings and activities between two consenting adults are not illegal.”

“Yeah that’s the philosophy I’ve taken on.” “…except when it’s *insert the typically demonized kinks and dark fiction here*”

Slamming my head repeatedly against a wall.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

Sophie Shepard & Kaidan Alenko (ME1) 1/?

MIRA'S MORE CANON ME1 "After everything that happened with Zaeed, Caleston, and the Villa? I think need to tell you a few things about BAaT." "Well, after everything that happened with Zaeed, Caleston, and the Villa? I think I might owe you an explanation about how I really know Anderson." AKA: Zaeed Massani and the case of the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad message ping. :) Mass Effect: Legendary Edition (2021)

[kaikaikaito]

[jooniez]

this is actually the best thing that’s ever happened to me 😭😭 The percabeth talking about The percabeth I WON!!!!! walker & leah and percy & annabeth you will always be loved by me 🤧💘🫧🍃🦋

[violentdelightshavevioletends]

Onyx Storm has characters with they/them pronouns💅

… and I’d just like to take a moment and thank Rebecca Yarros for that💛🤍💜🖤

[a-agere-archive]

Update:

The wiki has been approved! I won’t be properly being able to actually work on the wiki until tomorrow but I will do some basic things today! I will be posting the discord soon as well!

@bunnelbaby

[musiclover2732]

last night i was at my nana’s house and she had the tv on in the living room playing music while we were all in the kitchen and Escape (The Piña Colada Song) came on so of course i dropped everything to sing along and slowly swayed to the music while ignoring my family because i was too busy thinking about The Gang Solves The Bathroom Problem