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NO SLEEP TILL - a runaway eddie au
summary sticking around town after the queen of hawkins high dies in your trailer is a fool's game. anyone could tell you that. but eddie munson's making a point of it; shaving off the excess. a canon divergent season 4 runaway eddie au with elements from flight of icarus. word count 1.1k warnings none, only that this is mostly an experiment.
Can you shut up and tell the story already?
It starts with a shedding.
A snip, snip, snip and all recognition falling away under the dinge of a green-lit gas station bathroom. The acrid smell of piss burns through the stall, the kind that’s baked in and gets curdled by the heat. No bleach can cut through it. The ghosts of more’n three shakes and you’re playin’ with yourself rise when it gets above a certain temperature.
And it’s hot. Uncharacteristically so, for spring break.
Snip. The last curling rat tail falls to the floor and he releases his breath. He hadn’t even realized he’d been holding it.
Looking at himself, shorn, his eyes water. Not from the smell.
He cranes his neck to the left, to the right. Tufts of hair stick up from his skull like he’s just shoved a fork into a socket.
He wishes he’d thought of that instead. But.
A sound chokes up the column of his throat as he grips the sink’s edge, ringed fingers slipping on grime. He allows himself to the count of ten.
‘To the count of ten, and then we dust ourselves off and get back at ‘em!’ His mother’s voice. Embedded in the recesses of his brain, this high rasp he’s never stopped harkening back to. It’s almost fourteen years since he’s last heard it. ‘There’s always a good reason to keep going.’
True. There’s always a reason to keep going; it doesn’t even have to be good.
He doesn’t have time to get all vitriolic about what’s been snatched from him. Not yet, anyhow.
He’s still all hot with panic, even though it’s been hours since he left the trailer park. Gained a little clarity since then.
Not much, but enough to shoplift a pair of scissors.
He tosses the hair in the sink into the maw of the shitcaked cistern and tears open a pack of disposable razors with his teeth.
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The red line he draws on the map squiggles up and shoulders out. A straight shot from where he sits across the state of Pennsylvania to New York City, a bullet out the nose of a rifle. He intends to make it there just as fast.
He couldn't sleep if he wanted to.
Every time his eyes fall shut, it’s a clear vision of her. Suspended in midair, sneakers hovering above the stained rug of the trailer. The lights flipping out, making him wonder if he wasn’t tripping out. The snap of her jaw to a crude angle, one that it can’t come back from.
He wasn’t tripping out. He knows what he saw. Her skull impacted on itself. The sound of her tongue squelching as she choked on it.
Like something was inside her. Tearing her apart.
He knows what he saw.
Doesn’t he?
Eddie groans as his stomach lurches. His hands tighten on the wheel. He can’t afford to spit up any more bile, not tonight.
No time. No sleep.
A crumpled envelope sits on the dashboard of the van.
A letter he never responded to, because it’s easier to forget people when they’re not right there, bumming rides from you.
A return address in Brooklyn.
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The moment the phone rings, she knows something is wrong. It gets yanked up in her gut, some feeling she’s tried to stamp down because she’s a grown up now and she can’t be caught mourning sandbox shit.
The competitive pace of her life doesn’t allow for it. She doesn’t have room in her schedule for homesickness like that. Can’t cram it in between classes and looking for an internship at a law firm that can overlook her humble beginnings.
This marks the second year she’s been away from home for spring break. It was harder to fill the gap the first time around, and to talk her grandmother down, but she made good use of being a country mouse in the big city. Found some bars and libraries and bookstores she’s kept as favorites.
Tried not to think about how she was so bummed out that she was forced to enjoy them alone. And failed.
She wrote a letter, a long one, in a dinky dyke bar on St Mark’s Place which was all strung up with Christmas lights. She’d obviously flinched when she heard it called a ‘dyke bar’--so open and proud like that. It wasn’t like when people flung the d-word around where she was from. It wasn’t derogatory; just a descriptor. Toothless, in the mouth of a chick with a shorn head that had told her so. Almost friendly. She told her that her name was Tina, too.
“I knew a Tina,” she’d nervously said, plucking at the label of her beer bottle, “She was captain of the cheerleading squad. At my high school.”
Tina sniffed a laugh. “You’re a long way from home, ain’t ya?”
About a ten hour drive.
She got an impulse to write after two Mai Tais and another beer and a half. Dug a copy of The Dark Tower out of her backpack and started tearing out the flyleaves.
Tina let her borrow a pen and she scrawled and scrawled away in that half-light, letter becoming more illegible the drunker she got.
She remembered that she’d written this, in closing–
‘In closing, I think you’re a fucking piece of shit stubborn asshole. A naive moron who’d step on his own uncle’s neck for an opportunity that looked shiny enough. Fuck you, and fuck California, and I can’t believe you’d fucking do this to me after everything and not even call or anything. I think you’re just like your dad.
If you ever need a place to stay, you can’t come here.
But if you show up, there’s nothing I can do about it, I guess.’
Weeks later, gripping onto a pole on a crowded subway train, she got a chill down the spine that she was sure meant the letter had made it to Indiana.
He never wrote back. Probably for the better.
The same chill pulls in her gut when the phone trills at 6:30 in the morning. The phantom umbilical cord.
She’s up, because she’s become all regimented now. Riding on a scholarship will do that to you.
She picks up the slippery seashell pink handset so as not to wake her roommates, because they hate her enough already.
Though, she really nearly doesn’t. Because she’s scared.
Silence on the line.
“What happened?”
“Ronnie…”
“Wayne? What happened?”
“He’s gone.”
Her whole throat constricts, her body fighting against whatever those words mean. Thoughts start running at hyperspeed– absolutely not, there’s no way, no possible way, I would know. I would know. It’s not that.
“Whaddayou mean, gone?”
“Can’t find him anywhere.” The beat Wayne leaves makes her realize there’s cold sweat icing her brow. “But I found something else. Something bad.”
Not gone as in dead. Gone as in missing.
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REBLOGS AND COMMENTS KEEP THE FIC ALIVE. lmk if you enjoyed this because i may continue to write it extremely non-linearly! as an exercise in examining friendships, paranoia and hanging out with eddie and ronnie.
#nst!writing#no sleep till#eddie munson fic#eddie munson au#ronnie ecker#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson angst#e. munson by powder#r. ecker by powder#published by powder#in progress
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#spooky#glow in the dark#fmda#ghost#martial arts#3d printing#2nd amendment#california#martial law#ghost guns#supreme court#anti homeless architecture#homeless#palestinian genocide#palistine#gaza#free gaza#free palastine#isreal#insomia#insominac#beastie boys#No sleep till Brooklyn#No sleep till#no sleep#Bums stay awake#Sleep tax#Poors#elon musk#san francisco
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Inspired by @secretdazedragon lovely "vampires are cats' posts and this iconic gif
#iwtv#interview with the vampire#iwtv armand#daniel molloy#armaniel#myart#oh god#wasn't expecting to fall so fast and hard for Daniel Molloy's fascinating fucked up life#guess who sacrificed three hours of sleep for this#hnnnngh#how to survive till season 3 Devil's minion#there better be Devil's minion or else
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i dunno about you guys,
but I don’t think they like Ink sneaking into their kitchen in the middle of the night
#mitsusart#my comics#undertale au#art#undertale#sans undertale#undertale au fanart#undertale multiverse#utmv#ut au#sans#nightmare sans#ink sans#killer sans#dust sans#murder sans#cross sans#horror sans#my headcanons rhhehe#truce au ..???#they’re not at war with each other but sometimes Ink just annoys the absolute shit out of them yknow?#undertale fandom#also.#i wanted to point out#killers still in his jacket while the others arent bc i hc him to not sleep till like. 6 am JSKSJDJ#<- OKAYEXCEPT FOR DUST. he just sleeps in his hoodie + scarf LMAO
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There's like not time for sleep in my schedule
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IT'S FALIGON DAY BABYYYYYY I'VE BEEN DREAMING OF THIS DAY SINCE 2018 WE'RE POPPIN MASSIVE BOTTLES 🥳🎉🐉🍾🍻🔥
#these are all meant to be transparent but tumblr isn't allowing that oh well lol#it's yesterday when I'm scheduling this and god I'm so excited for the episode#it's really good right guys I know it will be#man I envy you future people getting to see the episode today#I still got one more sleep till faligon 😩#anyways I'm rly proud of these hope u like 💖#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi spoilers#delicious in dungeon spoilers#oh man I won't have to tag spoilers on faligon anymore after today how exciting#my art#falin touden#falin dungeon meshi#chimera falin#faligon
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what if Ivan took the tape off of Till during Top 3?
(aka. the ANAKT kids learned what kisses meant to humans)
#ivantill#ivan#till#alien stage#alnst#my art#you know how ivan always gently takes off tills collar when hes sleeping#well till is awake here. but ivan cant remove the tape gently even if he wanted to#so ivan has no choice but to cause some pain. but he would rather do that than not to do anything for till#till’s thoughts were based on an interpretation that till can’t see he is cared for unless he can see it#i don’t know if its accurate but i need r7 to look into his brain and give closure#ivantill are truly misunderstanding upon misunderstanding and missed chances made by ivan and till themselves#if first kisses are special then ivantill’s first kiss (cure) was special in a way ig#doomed yaoi fr. yahooey#the 70% affection is my lifeline atp#alnst fanart#alien stage fanart
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thinking about how this movie could’ve ended like any other superhero movie where they go their separate ways before teasing some future threat
but instead it ended with wade calling out logan’s name romcom-style, and them living a happy domestic life together with their newly adopted dog
#and a daughter and wade’s mom#they literally saved each other#THEY SAVED EACH OTHER#quite literally the final line in the film#and now their lives revolve around each other#literally picture perfect happy ending to me#but i also dont want it to end bcuz i need them to come back TOGETHER#i am so insane about them okay#these thoughts hit me in the late hours#and i can’t sleep till i post#poolverine#deadpool and wolverine#deadpool & wolverine#deadclaws#deadpool x wolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#deadpool 3#worst wolverine
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The fact that both Obi-Wan and Ahsoka think that the other died during order 66 and spend years mourning the other when they both survived is so heartbreaking
#obi-wan dies thinking that his grandpadawan is dead#and ahsoka never officially finds out he survived order 66#the only way she could find out is if luke casually mentions in one day#that would be devastating#to find out that your father figure who you’ve mourned for the past 20+ years was alive till recently and you never knew#and never got to talk to him#i love obi-wan and ashoka’s relationship#that clip from clone wars were obi-wan called ahsoka ‘our padawan’ to anakin is always in the back of my head#people really sleep on their father/daughter relationship#star wars#clone wars#obi wan kenobi#ahsoka tano#disaster lineage#star wars the clone wars
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new plushie just dropped
#i know im late but hear me out: i finished this a few days ago and forgot to post it#(confused clapping) its true. my memory got swept away by silvers bday and it ruined my sleep schedule and wrecked me#stayed up till 430 on sils bday and then couldnt sleep for a day but its okay i fixed myself last night#drawing rook is so fun hes so cyute. this brush has changed my life btw the line quality is CHOICE. the WEIGHT on it rocks#dont cry babiegirl itll be okay#twst#twisted wonderland#ch 7 spoilers#book 7 spoilers#rook hunt#vil schoenheit#neige leblanche#suntails
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Like uncle, like nephew…
#I was struck with inspiration at midnight and I couldn’t sleep till I did it#if this meme isn’t referenced in the next one imma cry#spiderverse spoilers#across the spiderverse#spiderverse#spiderverse fanart#miles morales#uncle aaron#the prowler#meme#across the spider verse spoilers#illustration#digital art
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thinking about your best friend… oh and dancinghg with him too 😋😋
#smiling friends#charpim#pimlie#charlie x pim#charlie dompler#pim pimling#smiling friends fanart#adult swim#[as]#charlie#pim#as#also hi again lol got new PEN!!!!#i cant sleep#BECAUSE OF THESE CRITTERS DAWG..#anyway#pride month aint over till i say so#ENJOY THE GAYS
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Women are so attractive actually i love women so much it’s actually insane
#wlw#wlw mood#sapphic#sapphism#lesbian#you know that ‘i saw a woman so beautiful i started crying’ post??#actually me rn#women just hnnnngggg#yall are SO attractive i can’t do this#people ask me my type and my brain pictures Every Woman™️#also i didn’t stay up till 5am this time#i woke up after 2 hours🙃#and got on my phone and saw too many women and got emotional about it#lol#im gay and i like sleeping
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#I'm going to sleep now it's 2am#you can boop me till you have the power of the booping paw#boop#boop o meter#boop day#tumblr boops
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isn't it weird how if you get up at 7 or 8, do your work all day, then have free time and go to bed at 11 that's absolutely fine
but if i said i get up at 10, do fun stuff in the morning then work in the evening and go to bed late, i could be called lazy, nevermind that i'm getting just as much or MORE work done as i would in a traditional work day
#ramble#idk if this is a me problem or not#i've tried to do the early rise early bed thing again and again and it just does not work for me doing freelance right now#maybe it's bc i used to work at a bar so i'm more comfortable being active in the evening#i love working at night because there's less going on to distract me#what used to happen is i would get up early then fight executive dysfunction all day saying i couldn't do fun stuff until i did my work#then my will to work would hit at 10pm and i'd be up till 2am anyway#right now my routine is waking up later and playing a game or knitting for an hour or so and then working in the afternoon and evening#something something capitalism and 9-5 and adhd don't go together#this sounds like i'm just making excuses but it works and i'm actually getting shit done and sleeping enough so i don't see the problem#i just figured i'm probably going to sit and do nothing for a few hours in the morning anyway so i might as well give myself permission to
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I'm very tired of people bragging about how tired they are. Like buddy. Mike Mike Mike Mike Mike we work the SAME schedule bro. I'm also exhausted.
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