#but tommy boy's are pretty important and he hates himself for it

[aceofspades-sml]

Not to project on the blorbos but Tommy boy actually has big anger issues. If you even care.

[lemotmo]

❤️

Q. What I'm truly confused by is why they want people to hate Ryan and Oliver so much. Like they aren't attacking Eddie and Buck nearly as much as they're attacking Ryan and Oliver. I'm so confused by that.

A. Everything we are seeing is because they know, in spite of everything they are saying, that Tommy's existence on this show relies entirely on his relationship with Buck. The minute that relationship runs it course story wise he is gone, and they know it. Because of that Eddie became their enemy. Oliver wants Buck with Eddie. A significant portion of their audience wants Buck with Eddie. In their minds they needed the audience to turn on Eddie to make the case for Tommy. But their campaign didn't accomplish anything so they shifted gears and decided to go after Ryan personally. Unfortunately for Ryan, and the rest of us, in the middle of their hate campaign towards Ryan, Lou said some things during his cameo videos, and his Twitter past came to light, and people's reaction to those two things caused his fans campaign against Ryan to become even uglier. What they are attempting to do to Ryan is disgusting. He was completely out of line when he said what he said a few years ago, but he owned it. He acknowledged that he needed to work on some things and better educate himself on things he really didn't seem to understand. And he did it. He went away and genuinely educated himself, and made changes in his life that allowed him to grow and better himself as a human being. Which is all we can ever ask of one another. I will never understand how he could have said it, but that's not the point. What I can see and understand is the work he has clearly put into growing and learning from his mistakes. They don't get to erase Ryan's personal growth because it hurts their already weak defense of Lou. And that's what they are trying to do. And they're trying to do it all in the name of a temporary plot device on a television show. And that's too immature and disgusting to be allowed to happen. So we aren't allowing it to happen. And that angers them.

Their entire problem with Oliver is that he doesn't appear to be friends with Lou, and he isn't promoting their preferred ship. He promotes and talks about his preferred ship, which is what Oliver has always done. Oliver isn't doing anything he hasn't always done. What he has with Ryan is what they're trying to demand he have with Lou. They are completely dependent on Buck, and Oliver is making it pretty clear they're fighting a losing battle. Somewhere along the way someone convinced them that even though there aren't that many of them if they are nasty enough, and loud enough they can bully Ryan, Oliver and Tim into submission. It was an absurd plan and is of course a complete failure, but they're going to be as horrible as possible on their way out. We're nearing their end though, and Oliver and Ryan completely ignoring them is causing them more anger than we ever could. Our boys will be just fine. 💗

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[apollos-boyfriend]

haii could you give me a summary of c!purpleds characterization ???

oughhh i always struggle w questions like these because for me it has become almost second nature but. i will try my best (≧∀≦ゞ fellow cpurpled enjoyers feel free to chime in with ur own suggestions if u so wish

purpled is selfish. this feels like a pretty obvious aspect of his character but Oh the amount of people i’ve seen get it wrong. he does not feel guilt over his selfishness. he will take and take until there’s no more left to steal, and he will blame the other party for his loss. he’s a survivalist before all else, a businessman before a person, and he’s proud of it. he’s manipulative and cunning and, honestly, a total asshole most of the time. it’s part of his charm

he’s been used. a lot. being used is kind of a key aspect of his character and his behavior. i think it’s important to note though that his experiences are never portrayed in a way where he’s meant to be pitied. his story is more focused on rage, on revenge, on a burning anger that will burn everything in its path. his story is tragic, yes, but he Refuses to let it be a tragedy (he is not consciously making this choice, which i’ll go into later)

he’s VERY prideful. he’s good at a lot of things and he knows it. i think a lot of people see his character type of smug, confident asshole and jump to the conclusion that it’s a front for him to cover up his insecurities but. i cannot stress enough. he is Genuinely Just Like That. he is almost fully incapable of self-doubt. if he ever encounters a situation where he has fucked up he will instantly find a way to shift that blame to others. he’s hot shit, he knows it, and he WILL make it everyone’s problem

something i think is really important is that, when it comes to seeing others, he sees most people at a neutral. he has very few people he strongly likes or dislikes, and is more uninterested and unconcerned with most people. he looks down on them, but not in a negative way, per se. that’s just how purpled sees people. if they can’t provide him with something, they’re unimportant to him. it’s not personal, it’s just fact. quackity is the only person purpled has a true hatred towards, as well as technically tommy, but that was more as a one-sided rivalry, and much, much lesser. it’s worth noting he did NOT hate slime, seeing him as a nuisance at best. he only attacked slime because he knew it’d be the way to hurt quackity the most, he held no real animosity towards him otherwise. ponk, hannah, jack manifold, tubbo, and technically boomer are the only people i’d really classify of being people purpled enjoys being around/sees on the same level as him

i know a lot of these points are somewhat bleak and serious, but he does have a silly side!! he likes pranks and scams. his best friend is his dog, who he regularly talks to as if he was another person. he has a flair for the dramatics and likes showing off, even if doing so is risky, and even if no one but him will see it

this is less of a character analysis but he talks like if you introduced an angry victorian orphan to youtube shorts. he has a very specific cadence of more sophisticated, verbose language mixed with modern-day slang and memes. it’s. very strange. i really can’t begin to properly describe it

there is zero self-awareness in that boy. he cannot see past his anger and spite and realize possible mistakes. 95% of what i’ve mentioned here he is completely unaware of. he can’t see his flaws, he can’t realize his wants, yet he always sees himself as on the right and on top. he is playing 4D chess completely unaware that everyone else is playing checkers, and is prone to unintentionally self-sabotaging himself due to being unable to recognize his true wants. he has 0 self-awareness of any of this. the way i write purpled is to make it Blatantly Obvious to the reader that his mindset and worldview is wrong, but make him completely blind to these points. he should not know things are wrong, but the reader should be able to pick up on it

[medusapelagia]

When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

Oh this is such a lovely ask!

Thank you dear!!!

So my favorite 5 fics are: Second Chances Mixtape, pre Steddie, Time travel AU | Rating M | words: 49,000 | 5 chapters | complete

It's 1986 and the plan to kill Vecna was a disaster: Vecna escaped, Hawkins was devasted by an earthquake and Eddie Munson is dead. Or so they presume.

“The cassette player broke.” Lucas whispers after hours of silence. “I couldn’t… I couldn’t help her. I was right there, but I couldn’t help her.” Steve holds him tighter, he has no words of comfort for him and he knows exactly how he feels. How hard is he judging himself, how he is playing the entire movie of the night in his head trying to find the point in time where he could have fixed everything. Steve knows all of that because he and Lucas are so similar and he is doing the very same thing, thinking about Eddie. Only…. Only Steve has another thought that doesn’t let him breathe: did he really hate him? Steve can’t deny that he was jealous of Dustin’s new cool friend but… did he let them risk their lives because he was jealous?

Hidden Treasure, Metal Sandwich, Pirate AU, Omegaverse | Rating E | words: 64,283 | 15 chapters | complete

In an omegaverse world, the alpha Billy Hargrove, captain of the pirate ship the Golden Lion, is traveling with his lover and second in command, the beta Eddie Munson, and their crew, raiding every merchant ship they can get their hands on. One day during one of their attacks, they stumble on a pretty beta boy who’s trying to get back to London, paying for his journey with golden jewels. Why is Steve, the pretty boy, so desperate to get to London quickly? Is he running from something? But the more important question is: is he really a beta or not?

The restless sea calls back to you, Harringrove, Mermaid AU| Rating E | Words:15,156 | One shot

When the training ends Steve brings Billy back to his tank. The merboy is tired and he has red bruises where Neil hurt him. “You ok?” It’s a stupid question, Steve knows that, but he can’t avoid it. “Are you worried about me, Harrington? How sweet.” The merboy replies, licking his sharp teeth “Maybe next time you’ll get into my tank I’ll keep you.” “Fuck you, Billy!” “Are you proposing, pretty boy?” It’s just their usual bickering but Steve can feel that his cheeks are blushing. “Oh, so you do have a crush on me. That makes so much sense: that’s why you are obsessed with me. Don’t worry, pretty boy, I’m not going to fuck you… at least not as you are thinking, but I’ll keep fucking with you because it’s the funniest thing that I can do in this stupid place.” Billy replies and then he gets underwater, while Steve stares at his big red tale covered in shimmering scales. “He has an attitude, I’ll give him that.” Hargrove says appearing from nowhere “But stay away from him. He is still a mermaid and even if he hasn’t had the time to learn the songs from other mermaids he is still capable of convincing you to kill yourself in his tank. It would not be the first time.”

Separate Ways, Harringrove, Modern AU| Rating E | Words:47,969 | 22 chapters | complete

Steve Harrington is a famous model whose life depends on his manager and (more or less) lover, Tommy Hagan. After a bar fight, he meets Officer William Hargrove, recently transferred to the NY Police Department and with a deep personal experience with a violent environment, who can clearly see the signs of domestic violence in Steve’s relationship with Tommy. Determined to help the pretty boy escape from his abusive relationship, Billy gets closer and closer to Steve.

I'm so good at telling lies (it comes from my mother's side), Steddie, Ballet AU, Omegaverse | Rating E | Words: 40,216 | 19 chapters | complete

"The first time Steve sees a ballerina it isn't a real one. It is a carillon that he sees at Malvald during the Christmas holiday. It is a blue box with a white swan and a little doll that spins around to the sound of a sweet melody. Steve has never seen something more beautiful in his life."

Steve is a male Omega who wants to study ballet at the Performing Arts Academy in New York, and who is trying to find a job that pays enough to cover his school fees. Nancy is a female Alpha, who wants to study journalism. Eddie is the youngest teacher at the New York Performing Arts Academy .

[bonesandthebees]

ch 5 is so good in showing crimeboys' opinions of each other through how that changes in this chapter

wilbur judges tommy with the standards he and niki with q, the throne candidates, were held up too and its frustrating to him that tommy can act more childish and still be considered at the heir

and its not that wilbur doesnt know, that tommy is unaware of the reason of his stay in pandorinne, to me it seems like hes almost looking for a reason to be critical of tommy (not that tommy makes that hard) bc niki (and he) and even quackity have been working hard to be good candidates for the throne and now tommy gets to just join in

also tommy insulting wilbur and phil forcing wil to spend more time with him isnt helping that

what wilbur fails to realise, that while tommy is still royalty, the manners standards arent the only different thing about tommys upbringing

as could be seen at the market, but even before, with tubbo, jack and even puffy, tommy is much less detached from servants and other people in the kingdom, where the people in the castle, while not necessarily evil, are very secluded in the castle and detached from the common people, even tho many make important decisions about their lives

and we get to see tommy disprove this prejudice in wilbur

and wilbur also learns that tommy isnt completely stupid in terms of strategy

now what is more interesting to me is how tommy sees wilbur

taking it from the start, while tommy recognises that wilbur doesnt like him all too much, for tommy hes the first new person he talks with in a less formal setting, wilbur doesnt scold him for cursing and generally they managed to have a chill pretty casual conversation before wilbur got pissy about tommy insulting him

and even after that wilbur will slip into banter with tommy (I love their urge to keep insulting each other lol), tommy doesnt know wilbur is kinda being forced to hang out with him on all the occasions they do so he quickly becomes a familiar person

theres never any punishment for what he says to wilbur, apart from wilbur himself and even niki encourages his making fun of wilbur

also I dont think tommy really realises the status imbalance between them

they did have the talk about wilbur not official having any status, but tommy doesnt see himself as anything more than wilbur

so to tommy wilbur is a stuck up guy who acts like the adults in criticising basically everything tommy does, but also he will go and insult tommy back and he keeps spending time with him (unknowingly to tommy very unwillingly) so I dont think tommy actually hates wilbur, he just enjoys making fun of him and knows he can afford it

as someone who spends a lot of time with boys rose!tommys age (scouting, also its not like im that much older) i adore how accurately he acts

any touristic tips if I want to visit pandorinne?

I love the city so much, the canals system sounds super sick and I absolutely adore markets they just have such a cool atmosphere

yeah the thing is wilbur understands that it's not exactly tommy's fault he's acting the way he is, because he isn't even aware of the position he's in. but it's still frustrating to witness. it's frustrating to listen to sam and phil both consider tommy a viable heir when tommy isn't even trying to get their approval, unlike what quackity and niki have gone through their entire childhoods.

but yes what's more interesting is the difference in upbringing between the pandorinne trio (quackity niki wilbur) and tommy. although valbroek is a fairly wealthy city and tommy still lived a very lavish noble lifestyle, he had a lot more freedom there than he has in pandorinne. he was able to go out on his own and interact with the people of his city. he's seen their struggles firsthand. his people aren't just theoreticals to him, they all have faces. which contrasts with quackity, niki, and wilbur who were rarely allowed to leave the palace without armed escorts growing up. and along with that, while tommy goofs off, he's not completely stupid when it comes to strategy. he's just untrained.

meanwhile, yes, tommy can definitely recognize that wilbur doesn't like him all that much but he thinks it's more of a game than it actually is. he thinks that the bickering is something they both enjoy. while he obviously knows his relationship with wilbur is nothing like his relationship with tubbo, there's the familiarity of a friendship where the two of you just insult each other all the time and pretend you can't stand each other when you're actually close. and the fact that wilbur keeps playing into the bickering, and there's never any punishment for what he says to wilbur like you pointed out, only affirms this belief.

not only does tommy not see himself as better than wilbur, he actually looks up to wilbur. it's not obvious and he's not even that aware of it himself, but wilbur is the son of the Consil. he's older than tommy and seems to know so much about what's going on in the palace, but he's less intimidating than niki and quackity since they're the potential heirs. tommy would rather die than admit it, but yknow when you have a 12-13 year old who interacts with a 17-18 year old and they think the older teen is so cool? yeah, that's tommy with wilbur.

lol I'm glad tommy is an accurate 13 year old boy. I did no research for how to write 13 year old boys I'm just going off of how tommy acted in the early days of dsmp along with my own distant memories of being in middle school

I'm glad you like the city!! Hmm tourist tips for Pandorinne... well the Lavender Market is one of the best parts of the city, as Wilbur told Tommy in that chapter. Canals are mainly used for the transport of goods and supplies, but later in the evenings you might find a man with a small boat willing to give you a scenic ride, if you have the right coin of course. There's also a few temples dedicated to the different gods littered throughout the city, which are always worth visiting to get a blessing or two. And make sure to go down to the docks directly to get fish so fresh it's practically still blinking! Of course, you can't miss the cookshops. If you bring your own meat or fish, they'll cook it up for you for a fraction of the cost you'd pay if you didn't provide they ingredients. They can even bake it in some pastry dough for a savory pie if you request it! Wealthier nobles tend to avoid cookshops though, since there's not a lot of heavy regulation on food distribution in the city...

[lovebillyhargrove]

Life's a quest, innit Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

...

So, where is the next clue?

***

Turns out, it's waiting for Steve in his locker, again. Next day, bright and early, before the first period.

"Morning, sunshine. Looking pretty af today. Oh wait, I haven't even seen you this morning. So how do I know? Cause you always look pretty. Next clue is Friday, under the bleachers, a white envelope under a rock."

Steve's palms turn sweaty. Who is it ..? It has to be a girl. Why does it feel like it's not a girl ..? Which girl would say "pretty as fuck"? Unless it's fucking Tommy playing a trick on him for old times sake. Maybe Carol is in on it, and they are doing it together. Or maybe it is a girl, but a guy is helping her? .. No, why would someone ask for help with something like that?

Steve is so confused. The next couple of days he's trying not to think about this whole situation but he can't help it. Should he tell someone? Who?? Nancy ..? Dustin ..? It's stupid.

***

Friday is officially the last day of school. Nostalgia hits him hard. He has spent 12 years of his life on school education. Feels big. Feels like he's turning a life page. To become an ice-cream boy, haha.

After the last period Steve goes to the bleachers. There's nobody there. He remembers how many classes he had skipped hiding here. How many cigarettes he'd shared with Tommy. How much gossip they'd passed back and forth.

Steve looks around, doesn't find it quick, but it's there. A rock, size of a fist, and a white envelope under it.

"Hey, it must be tough. Don't think about it too hard though. Life's going to be great. How do I know it? It's written in the stars. I was watching the night sky yesterday and saw these exact words all over it

✨Steve Harrington is going to have it all✨

Find next clue in the hollow of an old elm tree in Hawkins park. Monday."

Steve's heart skips a beat, and he's smiling. There are actual stars drawn there. If this is a prank, then why be so nice? And .. it still has to be a girl, but it sure doesn't sound like one? .. Maybe she's just a super chill girl, like a .. buddy type?

On his drive home he repeats the phrase

Steve Harrington is going to have it all.

And why the hell not? He might be at the bottom of life now, but there is always a chance, right? Maybe that mystery girl is not wrong. He is going to have it all. He really should stop stressing out too much.

Steve can't shake off the nagging suspicion that he had heard some of these words before. Somewhere.

***

Steve allows himself to have a nice weekend. Sleeps in, cooks a delicious breakfast. He can cook when he wants to. Has his favourite music on full blast. Life is still bleak, but things are kinda okay. Dustin calls him and asks to take them all to the Hawkins community pool tomorrow. Yeah, Steve can do that. He can go for a swim in the pool as well. He'd actually loved swimming in his own pool before this whole inter-dimensional situation played out.

Oof, the pool is packed on Sunday. Jesus, so many people. At least, it's safe. Well, nothing is safe in Hawkins anymore, but it feels much safer than his own lonely backyard.

Steve's stretching on a sun bed when he notices the lifeguard. Oh, shit. Seriously?? It's the jackass Billy Hargrove, looking all important and bossy. It's hot as it is, but Steve feels as if he's been thrown in a frying pan now.

Sizzle, sizzle all you want, Steve. You can look from behind your shades as much as you want, but it'll just add to your suffering. Billy fucking Hargrove is a lifeguard, looking super fit and super tanned and wearing these red flashy shorts. Everything is just so flashy about this guy, it's irritating.

***

On Monday Steve needs to go to work. It's his first day at Scoops Ahoy. He hates the uniform. He doesn't hate his co-worker. Robin is okay actually. There are plenty of girls around. Maybe one of them is this mystery admirer/pranker? Anyways he can even try getting back in the game, that is if he remembers how to flirt. The break up with Nancy was tough. But it's fine now. They weren't meant to be.

Steve goes to the Hawkins park in the evening. There are old people sitting on the benches and kids running around chasing a kite.

He knows where the old elm tree is. It's been there forever. It has T&C carved in its trunk - Tommy and Carol. Steve heard they are still together. Good for them.

The hollow isn't so high up so he reaches it easily. Feels weird doing it, what if there's upside down shit involved. He remembers Nancy's story, how she got into another dimension through a tree. Fuck. Spooky. Steve quickly puts his hand inside the hollow and thank god it finds a piece of paper right away.

Another white envelope. This person - whoever is sending Steve on this quest - sure is consistent.

"Such great weather - finally! Been craving sunshine and heat. Feel like going for a drive later tonight, you up for it, heartbreaker?"

Damn. Steve is up for it. It's fucking summer!!! It's like .. she's reading his thoughts. She because it can't be a he, right, unless it's a prank, and if it's a prank, Steve's gotta give it to whoever's doing it - they got him. They got him good. It's working.

Wait, it didn't say where to find the next clue! Oh shit. Steve rereads the note again, turns the paper. No, nothing about the next clue .. There's a pang of disappointment in his heart. That's it?

And. She has a car. Who of high school girls has a car? .. Some of them do. Or maybe she doesn't, she just wishes she could go for a drive?

Shoot Steve right in his heart, it doesn't feel like there's a girl involved. But that's.. unthinkable.

***

The next one is a surprise.

Steve wakes up next morning and the first thing he does, he rereads the note from yesterday again, maybe he's missed something. Maybe .. oh my god, maybe it's invisible ink?? It's part of the game, right? Should he .. place it above a hot lamp or something? Kids do it when they play this game, don't they? Steve vaguely remembers something about using lemon juice for writing ..? or milk? Actually.. he might radio Dustin after work tonight and ask him that question - how to reveal what's written in invisible ink?

Okay, that's fucking nuts.

Steve does his morning routine, gets ready for work. Not gonna lie, his mood isn't so great today. He needs the next clue, did she decide not to play anymore?

Goes to work. Sulks through the day. Doesn't even want to flirt with the ladies.

He sees the white sheet of paper on his windshield the moment he turns the corner to the parking lot. First, his heart goes boom, yes! A fraction of a second later - shit, a speeding ticket??

A speeding ticket, why? Steve almost trips as he walks to the beamer.

Snatches the white paper from under a windshield wiper, yes, it's an envelope! His hands are trembling, for real now.

Rips it open

"Yeah I kinda felt like surprising you. Bet you thought it was a speeding ticket? Impossible. You're the safest driver in the school parking lot.

Next clue Monday after 1 pm. Hawkins library. Shakespeare. The most heartbreaking lovers story of all time.

If you ask me, they just lacked communication."

***

Steve has lived in Hawkins all his life. Been everywhere. Knows every corner. This is a small town, but it's his town, alright? He probably wouldn't like to live all his life here but he's got strings attached to practically every Hawkins road.

That said, the only place where he can't remember ever going to, is Hawkins library.

Not a big fan of reading, not all people are, okay? Jesus. Does he even have a membership card there?

Turns out, he doesn't. Has to make one. He also understands that the library creeps him out. Just a bit. Too quiet, just like his own house.

"I'm sorry, ma'm, can you please help me? What's Shakespeare's most tragic story about some .. uhm .. lovers? And where can I find it?"

The librarian gives Steve a condescending disapproving look. Lady, he's seen enough of such looks from his parents, so please, just stop.

"Romeo and Juliet", probably? Aisle 9, look under the author's name."

Look under the author's name. He can do that. Traces the spines of books with his fingers. Oh, there it is! "Romeo and Juliet", why was their story so heartbreaking?? .. Steve takes the book off the shelf, opens it hastily, yes, there it is, a white envelope.

"Have you ever been consumed by love, Steve?

..My only love sprung from my only hate

Too early seen unknown, and known too late.

Prodigious birth of love it is to me,

That I must love a loathed enemy.

Or

..When he shall die,

Take him and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of heaven so fine

That all the world will be in love with night..

Next clue Thursday after 2pm. Scoops Ahoy, table 7."

Wait, what?? Steve works at Scoops Ahoy! How .. ??

He takes the book home. Might read it later. Find out what's so tragic about it. Like .. someone fell in love with an enemy? Someone died?

Steve can't sleep at night. Is tossing and turning and thinking.

Has he, Steve Harrington, really ever been in love?

***

@dragonflylady77 for you🌹

On ao3

[wibble-wobbegong]

Can you summarize the Peter stuff from last night?

I can try, but it’s definitely still a work in progress theory that @aemiron-main and i just went absolutely nuts over lmao

essentially, there are 4 different mentioned peters in the show; the unidentified peter that works at the lab, owens’ unidentified son, peter bingham, and petey mchew. there’s also a 5th peter who wasn’t mentioned in the show, peter ballard. that was the cover name used for jamie’s audition for henry creel

when trying to make connections between each of the different peters, there was only one connecting force; henry. the problem was that the qualities of this mysterious peter character didn’t completely match up with henry himself. things like being scared of victor and having curse symptoms didn’t align, and the loose connections suggesting henry might be peter fell apart pretty quickly. peter is a character who is intrinsic to henry’s story but couldn’t be henry himself

one of my anons suggested that peter could’ve been a boy from henry’s past, specifically one he was romantically involved in. things started making more sense like the fear of victor as well as the possibility that peter was owens’ son which is could be why owens is so heavily connected to the creel family. there ended up being a lot of evidence suggesting henry and peter may have met at a “summer camp” run by brenner, possibly having tried to escape together

we also found that peter is likely to be mike’s parallel, or an antithesis, similar to how henry is will’s antithesis. both peter and michael are saints, and we see a painting of saint michael in the russian church. saint peter is said to have had a vision in which he saw an apocalypse where blasphemers and liars were punished for their false words and those given power above others, like rich people, were made to be forced to live the lives of the people below them. this is something we see in henry’s goals, having killed many people who were considered normal/privileged by society and targeting those who lie about themselves. saint peter also saw a heavenly bliss for those who deserved to be saved, and we see henry trying to have will and el join him because they are above other people in his eyes, they deserve to have power. as for saint michael, it’s important to note that he was said to battle with satan and the religious imagery in s4 turns henry into a metaphorical satan and all the sword hints towards mike and saint michael having a sword really connects the two

this is more of a concept, but it’s also possible that when henry takes mike he’ll hold him captive in a crucifixion, as is suggested with the cross imagery associated with mike in s4. that’s important because saint peter was killed via crucifixion and because of the connections between peter and henry as well as henry’s constant eye over mike, carefully watching him since the start of the show, henry may project his own grief and rage onto mike and will’s relationship. henry has become the very monster he hated, and as such he may be seeking to use mike and his life against will to make will see how unfair the world is and how it needs to be changed as a way to convince him to join him

em also found some major tommy parallels that you should ask him about!!

there are some other details, but i think that sums up the majority of it!! i’ve been posting peter stuff under ‘#peter owens’ and stuff specific to discoveries under ‘#petergate’

[resident-gay-bitch]

Missin’ You Big Boy

summary: Eddies always had a thing for Steve, ever since he laid eyes on the pretty haired boy. and after their first year of highs chool together, Eddie jokes about them missing each other. as the years go on, the joke only continues, how could he not after seeing the way Steve gets all giddy and flustered. it was, quite frankly, adorable. and then Steve graduates, and the next time they see each other (after Eddies wanted for murder) they realised they missed each other more than ever.

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of blood, a whole lot of crying, blood, adorable steddie content, super gay, fuck Tommy Hagan, be ready to cry.

Eddie always thought Steve was pretty, ever since he first laid eyes on him in the middle school talent show. Eddie was up on stage with Corroded Coffin rehearsing, and Steve was sitting front row, talking to the music director about an assignment. He had no interest in the talent show, or what was going on with the loud, obscene music onstage, but Eddie found himself staring anyway. It wasn’t as if Eddie didn’t understand why he looked at Steve the way he did, he’d always had a strange sort of attraction to boys, the magazines he kept hidden under his bed were proof of that. But Eddie hated that he was staring, because deep down he knew that Steve would never stare at him. Hell, he didn’t even notice Eddie screaming into the microphone shredding his guitar right in front of him. 

But what Eddie didn’t know, is that he did notice. He just forced himself not to. 

In Eddie’s freshman year, he hated himself for missing Steve. He wasn’t able to brush past him in the halls, or smile at him from across the cafeteria, and he certainly would never get the opportunity to awkwardly say hi if they ‘accidently’ bumped into one another. But Steve was glad Eddie was on another campus, he wouldn’t be so distracted anymore. It gave him more time to focus on the important things… like girls. 

Then the summer rolled around, and Eddie found himself missing Steve. He hated swimming, that was a sure thing, but he spent a large part of the summer at the public pool, just praying Steve would show up with his friends. Eddie knew he was a swimmer. But he hardly showed up, Eddie didn’t know Steve had his own pool. Plus, the times he did show up, Eddie would just sit there and gawk. Next time, he’d tell himself, next time I’ll talk to him. Yeah, he never talked to him. Steve barely even noticed Eddie at the pool, he was always too focused on the girl that had dragged him there, the girl he wasn’t allowed to take over to his house for a swim. 

Then, on the first day of Steve’s freshman year, and Eddie’s junior year, their lockers were assigned across from each other. Directly. If Eddie stood with his back up against his locker (which he did a lot), he would get a perfect view of Steve standing in his, pulling out his books, fixing up his hair… his ass. One random Tuesday afternoon, before lunch, in the first term, Eddie was once again leaning up against his locker, talking to Gareth. Then Steve approaches his locker, a stressed out flustered mess, and Eddie stares. He watches, not listening to a thing his friend is saying as Steve tosses his books inside and makes a mess, grabbing his new ones before slamming the door shut and hitting it. And Eddie finally got the courage to speak.

“You alright there, Harrington?” 

He spun around quickly, his hair bouncing in that cute little way that always made Eddie’s insides squirm, and he forced a smile, acting like everything was okay, “Uh, yeah….” he nodded. 

Gareth pulled a confused face, “Why are you talking to him?” He whispered, and Eddie brushed him away.

“You sure? You look like someone pissed in your cheerios this morning or something.” 

Steve laughed, he actually laughed, and Eddie thought he died right there. 

“Uh, yeah.” Steve nodded again, “Just, Ms O’Donnel gave me a C on the group assignment we just did… well, the one I did all the work on… everyone else in the group got a B.” 

Eddie nervously bit his lip, pushing his back off the locker so he was standing normally, still on the other side of the hall, “Yeah, she’ll ah, she’s a bit of a bitch.” 

Steve smiled, huffing a little laugh through his nose, Eddie blushed, “She is such a bitch.” 

“I’m sure she’ll warm up to you, Harrington.” Eddie smiled, eyes quickly dropping to the ground, “Unlike me you actually have some likeable qualities.” Yeah, that got an even more confused look from Gareth. 

“You think?” Steve shuffled a little closer. 

“Yeah,” Eddie smiled, taking a few steps closer himself, he reached a hand out and waived it around Steve’s head, “You actually have a decent haircut for one.” 

Steve laughed, “I don’t see anything wrong with your’s, Munson.” 

Eddie knew he was lying, it was in that awkward stage after a buzzcut, and he was trying to grow it long. He looked like an even bigger dork than usual. But something about the way Steve said it, it sounded genuine, a little compassionate, and Eddie blushed a little. 

“Bullshit.” He smiled, “And, hey, you’re not a massive nerd, that’s a quality she likes, apparently. And I’m sure you’re not the type of guy to randomly interrupt the class out of pure boredom… something she loves a lot, I have found. The reason why I am definitely her least favourite student.” 

Steve nodded slowly, his eyes taking in the little blush of red on Eddie’s cheeks, his little smile, the way the lines creased around his eyes… no. He’d just gone a whole year without thinking of this boy for whatever fucking reason, it could not start again. He would not let it. Eddie felt a little awkward in the silence, so he cleared his throat. 

“No but really, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He nodded, putting on his most manly demeanour he could muster. 

Steve snapped out of his trance, “Yeah, okay…” He smiled. 

“Move it, Freak!” Some random jock shoved Eddie’s back, “Quit standing in the middle of the hallway!” He stumbled into Steve. 

Eddie was quick to step away, but not before the strong scent of Steve’s cologne, and hairspray, was stuck in his mind.

“Sorry.” He muttered. 

Steve looked at him, and then at the older jocks that were walking away, overly proud of themselves, “Don’t be.” Steve shook his head, “That was an asshole move.”

Eddie nodded, “Yeah. I’m used to it though.” 

“You shouldn’t be.” Steve smiled. 

“Yeah well, it's how it is… the Freaks are always gonna be treated like shit, gotta get used to it.” 

Steve nodded slowly, he didn’t really know how to sympathise with Eddie, but maybe a joke would cheer him up?

“I don’t think you’re a freak…” Steve smirked, “Maybe you look a bit like one with that haircut–”

“Fuck off.” Eddie laughed, covering his face with one hand. 

Steve laughed, almost dropping his books, and Eddie was quick to reach a hand out and help him, accidentally grabbing onto Steve’s hand instead. Both of them froze. Eddie quickly pulled his hand away and cleared his throat. How the fuck was Steve’s hand so soft? And Steve just didn’t understand why his stomach flipped over when he felt Eddie’s calloused fingers tracing over his skin. 

“Uhm,” Steve cleared his throat, “I should get going.” 

“Right.” Eddie nodded, taking a small step back, “Right, yeah. Okay.” Fuck, he really fucked up. 

“Thank you.” Steve simply said, but it made Eddie’s heart race. 

“Thank me?” 

“Yeah… for cheering me up a bit.” Steve nodded, awkwardly turning, “I’ll– I’ll see you round, Freak.” There was a soft smile on his lips. 

Eddie blushed, a wide grin spreading across his face, “Yeah, see ya round, Harrington. Don’t miss me too much.” 

“Promise I won’t.” Steve called out, a little laugh rolling off his tongue, and he rounded the corner. 

Eddie just stared at the space Steve once occupied, his heart racing a million miles per hour, face cherry red, hands clammy. Dear Ozzy, he was fucked. 

“Dude,” Gareth slapped a hand over Eddie’s shoulder, laughing to himself, “Harringtons the guy you’re into?” 

Eddie turned to him, hairs standing on end, “You knew it was a guy?” 

Gareth glared up at him, an eyebrow raised and he shook his head, “You literally have a poster of Bret Michaels shirtless on your wall.” 

“Oh.” 

“Oh,” Gareth laughed and shook his head, “your totally fucked man, no way is Harrington into dudes.”

“You don’t have to fuckin tell me twice.” Eddie slapped his hands over his face and groaned. 

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Eddie thought about that random Tuesday a lot. He couldn’t get Steve out of his head. But he was glad it happened, because they talked every day now. Every time they saw each other at their lockers, they would share a sweet little hello, sometimes in the morning they would stop and ask each other about the previous night, sometimes they would talk about classes. They would often bitch about O’Donnel. It pained him whenever a pretty girl would lean on the locker beside Steve, and flirt with him, bat her eyes, suggestively suck on a lollipop, and Steve would always eat it up. It hurt the most when Steve would wrap his arm around her, or even kiss her… right in front of Eddie. It’s not like Eddie had a right to get upset, or jealous, or anything else, but he always did. But none of that stuff ever stopped Eddie for falling head over heels for the perfect hair and polo shirts that Steve always sported. Eddie would flirt more, and more with him, and he always ended the conversation with a variation of ‘don’t miss me too much’, and Steve always shook his head and rolled his eyes and smiled before walking away. But the thing Eddie liked the most, was just how kind Steve really was. He had such a big heart, and he always had a smile for Eddie, and he always, always told Eddie that those assholes that called him a freak were nothing more than that… assholes, and that Eddie was more than just a silly little label the town had pinned on him. It was almost like his kindness was too good to be true.

And then it was too good to be true. Because Eddie’s sophomore year rolled around, and Steve’s locker wasn’t across from his anymore, it was on the other side of the campus. There were no more sweet good mornings, or goodbyes, or random little hellos. There were no more O’Donnel slander sessions. No more anything. Anytime Eddie saw Steve in the halls in those first few weeks, he would smile and wave, he’d even go to approach him for some light conversation. But Every time Steve just turned his head away, ignoring him, pushing him away. And it hurt Eddie more than it should have. Then, the first basketball game of the season, it was Steve’s first game where he wasn’t benched, and Eddie wouldn’t miss it for the world. So, he dragged Gareth along, and he sat there the whole game and watched. He didn’t really get it, he didn’t care who won or who lost, he didn’t care about basketball at all, he just wanted to be there for Steve, to cheer him on, and to congratulate him after… maybe even ask how his summer was. After the game, that’s just what Eddie did. He stepped down from the bleachers, Gareth following close behind, and he stepped onto the now crowded court and made his way over to Steve, who was alone, wiping his face with a towel and sipping on some water. Eddie thought he looked beautiful… and he really loved those tiny little shorts. Maybe he could get into basketball after all. 

“Steve,” Eddie smiled as he approached, “great game… I think.” 

Steve’s face lit up when he saw the boy, his hair a little longer now, sitting just under his jaw in a tangled mess. 

“Eddie, you came.” He put the towel over his shoulders, “I didn’t pick you as the basketball type.” 

“I’m not really.” Eddie laughed nervously, and Gareth nudged his arm, he swallowed, “Just came to watch you.” 

Steve stiffened a little, his back straightened out, “Oh?” He caught Eddie’s big brown eyes with his own, and everything felt comfortable, “Thanks… means a lot.” 

Eddie nodded, “Well, I always support my friends so-” 

“Were friends?” Steve picked up. 

Eddie looked up at him, a little startled, “Uhm, I thought so.” His mouth suddenly felt very dry, “I thought because… well we just–”

“We never hang out though.” Steve questioned, his eyebrows creasing down.

“I suppose.” Eddie nodded his head slowly, eyes glued to the ground. 

“My parents didn’t even come to watch my game.” Steve almost whispered, “So… it really does mean a lot to me that you came.” 

Eddie looked up at him, wide eyed, “You got shitty parents too?” 

“Something like that.” 

Eddie nodded, “Sorry for getting the wrong idea, we just used to talk-”

“No, it’s okay…” Steve smiled, “I guess we are friends.” 

Eddie grinned and Gareth elbowed him in the ribs subtly, Eddie looked down at his friend who was giving him a suggestive glare and Eddie nudged him away. 

“So uh..” He cleared his throat, playing with the edge of his jacket, “did you want to maybe… hang out some–” 

“Harrington!” A hand landed down on Steve’s shoulder, Tommy Hagan’s to be exact… one of Eddie’s newest irritations. 

“Hagan.” Steve nodded, awkwardly looking between Eddie and the ground. 

Eddie sighed, rolling his eyes a little, he knew what was coming. 

“Hey Freak.” Tommy scoffed, “What the fuck do you think your doing?”

“Just talking to Harrington.” Eddie forced a smile, “Thought he might miss me.” 

Eddie glanced over to Steve who had a soft smile on his lips and he shook his head at Eddie, rolling his eyes as he always did. He loved it when Eddie teased… a little more than a man usually should. A secret he would take to the grave. 

“Miss you?” Tommy scoffed, laughing out, “Hear that Harrington? I think the freaks got a crush.” 

Eddie’s face went red, and Steve’s smile dropped, a confused expression spread across his face, he was utterly oblivious. Did he even know what a gay person was? 

“Yeah, yeah.” Eddie shook his head, forcing the lump in his throat down, “Funny, Hagan.”

Tommy laughed again before shoving Eddie’s shoulder, “Why don’t you run back to your little nerd squad and leave us the fuck alone.” 

“Whatever.” Eddie scoffed, turning away without saying goodbye. 

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From that day, Steve only hung around with the assholes. They always shat on Eddie in the halls, or at lunch, or wherever they went. Steve didn’t say mean things to him, but he never tried to stop the bullying either. The whole hellfire grew to hate ‘King’ Steve, the now leader of the pack, the King of Hawkins High. And by Eddie’s first senior year, Steve started becoming an even bigger prick. Not only did he constantly have a random girl under his arm (which always made Eddie’s stomach churn), he also now joined in with calling Eddie a freak… only when the other assholes would encourage him too though. And Steve always regretted it. Eddie only grew to hate himself more. It was too good to be true, Steve was nothing more than an asshole. An asshole who Eddie fell in love with. 

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Then, Eddie failed senior year, the bullying only accumulating more. And on his first day, he walked into the homeroom, and there sat the King himself. Eddie froze, he didn’t even think about being in Steve’s grade now, but it scared the shit out of him. As he walked through the class, the students all began to cheer and whoop and throw scrunched up pieces of paper at him, all to tease him of course… now not only the freak of Hawkins High, but also the failure. The guy who couldn’t even graduate. This year was going to be hell. He laid the theatrics on thick, like he usually did, taking a bow and doing a little turn, a grin on his face as he made his way to the back of the classroom. As the shouting died down, he slumped in his chair and found himself, once again, staring at the back of Steve Harrington. 

To make matters worse, if they could even get any worse, their lockers were now right fucking next to eachother. Eddie threw his head back with a loud groan when he saw Steve in the locker besides number 243. Steve whipped his head around at the loud sound, and his stomach dropped. Eddie walked up and opened the metal door, refusing to look Steve’s way. Steve kept his eyes on Eddie, a sort of ache running through his body, he missed him. Steve turned back to his locker.

“Feels like freshman year all over again.” 

Eddie tensed up at the sound of his voice. He hadn’t heard Steve speak in that tone since eighty three. It made his whole body melt, he missed it. He hated the way Steve talked to him now, all tough and preppy, thinking he was better than anyone else. But now, now it was soft, and warm, and safe, and Eddie wanted to punch him for it. 

“Yeah, except now I’m a failure, and you’re an asshole.” He scoffed, he didn’t care if the hurt in his voice was noticeable to Steve, in fact, a little part of him needed Steve to know how hurt he really was. 

Steve tensed, he sort of felt like crying, thank god Eddie’s locker door was in between them, blocking their view of each other, “You’re not a failure… or a freak.” 

Eddie scoffed and shook his head, “Yeah… but only when no ones around to scold you for being nice to me, right?” 

Steve’s eyes dropped, “I’m sorry.” 

Eddie nodded, but Steve couldn’t see that. Eddie placed his hands on the shelf of his locker, leaning on it a little, “Bet you missed me, right Big Boy?” 

Steves insides flipped and he couldnt help but smile, thank fucking god for the locker door, “Maybe I did.” 

Eddie shook his head and slammed his locker shut, “Yeah well, I didn’t.” Lie. Super big fucking lie. 

Steve couldn’t do anything other than watch as Eddie walked away, not giving Steve the satisfaction of the hurt look on his face. Steve never hated himself more than he did at that moment. 

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“I told you O’Donnel would grow on you.” Eddie said, the locker door between them. 

It was the day before Christmas break, and the first time Eddie had started a conversation with Steve this year that wasn’t straight up rude. Steve swallowed thickly, thinking back to their first interaction, all those years ago. 

“Yeah.” He huffed a laugh through his nose, “You were right.”

“She fuckin’ love’s you man.” Eddie smiled, peaking around his locker door to look at Steve who was just leaning up against them, ams folded, perfect hair, your not supposed to like him, be mean, “Don’t know why, your a fucking prick.” he turned back into his locker, smile gone. 

Steve looked to the ground, “Yeah.” He nodded, “But I’m also a suck up.” 

“Fucking tell me about it.” Eddie scoffed, “Oh, Ms O’Donnel, did you get a haircut, it looks great. What? You’re fifty seven, you don’t look a day over twenty three. What? You’re single? Ms. O’Donnel, you have to be lying, how could you be single?” Eddie deadpanned him. 

Steve just nodded, poking his tongue in his cheek, “You’re not any better, Munson. Come on Ms, I’m sure you can give me a better grade than that. You don’t want me sticking around for a third year, do you? I know I’m handsome, but that’s a little inappropriate, don’t you think?”

Eddie smiled a little before pushing all those happy little feelings away and slamming the door shut, he looked back at Steve, “What? Are you saying I’m not handsome?” 

“Well your hair cut has definitely improved.” 

Eddie bit the insides of his cheeks to keep from smiling, “Aww, you noticed? Stevie, you shouldn’t have.” He teased. 

But that little nickname made all of Steve’s hairs stand on end, and his back straightened out, “Well, it’s hard not too when your jumping on tables making a ruckus every other lunch.” 

“I only do it so you notice me.” Eddie grinned, defineltny only a tiny bit of a lie, Steves cheeks went red, “I’m fucking joking, Harrington.” 

Steve relaxed down a bit, “Right… yeah, right.” He scratched his chin. 

“Well.” Eddie tosses his car keys in his hand, “Don’t miss me too much over break, Stevie.” 

Steve nodded and Eddie patted his shoulder before walking off. He leant back against the lockers, throwing his head back in frustration. He had no idea what he was feeling, or why he was feeling it, and it just stressed him out. 

“Hey, Harrington.” Tommy called, “Why were you talking to the freak again?” 

“Leave him alone, Tommy, he’s not a freak.” Steve sighed, slowly standing back as Tommy approached. 

“The failure then.” 

“Not a failure either.” Steve shook his head. 

Tommy swallowed thickly, “What, you got the hots for him now or something, Steve?” 

Steve shook his head, “The hots?” 

“Yeah, you know?” Tommy chuckled nervously, “You into dudes, Harrington?” 

Steve stiffened, he thought for a second, eyes landing on Eddie’s locker, “Dudes… ha, no. No way. I got Wheeler, man.” 

Tommy nodded and cleared his throat, “No, yeah, of course.” He forced a laugh, “Was just messing with you, man.” 

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“So,” Steve closed his locker and turned to Eddie, pulling his door back just enough to look at him, “did you pass?” 

Eddie turned to him and bit his lip, “Nah, man.” He shook his head, “The failure, yet again.” 

Steve nodded slowly, “Sorry, dude.” 

“Don’t give me that shit, Steve.” Eddie scoffed, “I know you couldn’t care less. I’m willing to bet twenty bucks your gonna run back to your little possy and tell them that the freak fucking failed school, yet again. And then your all gonna laugh at me.” 

“I’m-” 

“Don’t even bother.” Eddie shook his head, “Have fun at graduation, Harrington.” 

Eddie closed his locker door and slowly walked away, everything weighing down on him. 

“Hope you don’t miss me too much, Munson.” 

Eddie stiffened and slowly turned back around to see Steve, a smug smile on his lips and hands on his hips. Eddie smiled softly, taking a small step back towards him. 

“Hawkins High won’t be the same without King Steve to rule.” 

Steve shook his head, a small laugh on his lips.

“I’ll bet you’ll miss me more, Big Boy.” Eddie grinned, that was a lie, he was going to miss Steve with his whole heart, at least he no longer had to walk past him in the halls, or stand beside him every time he went to his locker. 

“Yeah, yeah.” Steve shook his head and rolled his eyes, a playful smile on his lips. 

“See you round, Stevie.” Eddie smiled, taking a few steps backwards, “Good luck at graduation.” 

“Good luck for next year, your gonna fucking need it.” Steve yelled out, and Eddie bounced away. 

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Eddie pressed the smashed bottle up against the guy’s neck, too scared to register what was happening or who it was. 

“Eddie!” Dustin called out, and Eddie turned his head to look at him, bottle still pressed firmly against the guy’s neck, “It’s me. It’s Dustin. This is Steve.” 

Eddie turned his head back to find Steve pressed firmly against the wall, heart beating rapidly, panic on his face. He kept the bottle there, he had no reason to trust Steve. No reason at all. They hadn’t even seen each other (other than when Eddie would stop by the mall and watch Steve sling ice creams and terribly flirt with every girl that stepped food inside) since that last day of senior year. 

“He’s not gonna hurt you,” Dustin continued, speaking slowly and steadily to try and calm Eddie in his spooked state, “right Steve?” 

“Right, yeah.” Steve spoke barely above a whisper, attempting a nod and he looked into Eddie’s eyes, he was scared. 

“Steve, why don’t you drop the oar?” Dustin wasn’t really asking. 

Steve looked around, a little annoyed, but he knew he had too or Eddie may have pressed the bottle deeper into his neck. So he did, but Eddie shoved him back, the broken glass digging deeper into his skin. Eddie was nothing but terrified. 

“He’s cool!” Dustin almost shouted, “He’s cool.” 

“Cool man, I’m cool.” Steve grunted, unable to speak very loud at all. 

“What are you doing here?” Eddie didn’t take his eyes off Steve… Why was he here? Of all people. Steve. 

“We’re looking for you.” Dustin answered, not exactly the response Eddie wanted, but it was enough.

“We’re here to help.” Robin spoke up, and Eddie finally looked away from Steve. 

“Eddie.” Dustin sighed, “These are my friends… you know Robin, from band.” Robin imitated playing the trumpet. 

“This is Max.” Dustin gestured to the red head, “The one who never wants to play D&D.” She aggressively waived. 

“Eddie.” Dustin spoke again, “Were on your side. I swear on my mother!” 

Eddie looked back to the bottle at Steve’s neck, a little hesitant to believe them. 

“Right guys?” Dustin shouted. 

“Yes, yes we swear.” Max nodded. 

“Yeah.. o- on, on Dustin’s mother.” Robin agreed. 

“Yeah Dustin’s- Dustin’s mother.” Steve nodded. 

Eddie looked at Steve, he didn’t trust him one bit. All he ever did was break his heart, bully him and then confuse the fuck out of his feelings. Why should he trust Steve? But he trusted Dustin. He’d trust Dustin with his life. Steve scrunched up his face. Was he really about to be murdered by Eddie Munson? The guy he wasn’t supposed to miss? Eddie watched him, he saw the fear in Steve’s eyes and everything inside him dropped. He let Steve go, stepping away and sliding his back down the wall.

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“Yeah yeah.” Steve opened and closed his hand as if it was a mouth, “Even when it’s staring ya right in the face, you can’t admit it. You just can’t admit that you’re wrong, you little butthead.” He shrugged. 

Eddie jumped down from the rock he was perched on, “I concur… you, Dustin Henderson, are a… total butthead.” 

“Jesus, we thought you were a goner.” Dustin smiled, pulling Eddie into a hug, which he gladly took, but not without a quick glance over to Steve. 

Dustin pulled back from the hug and Eddie looked over to Steve, who was awkwardly standing with his hands on his hips. How, after all this time, did Eddie still want to kiss him so much. Especially given the fucking circumstances. 

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“But the Shire… the Shire is burning, so Mordor it is.” Eddie stood with a soft smile before making his way over to Dustin, refusing to look Steve’s way. 

Steve shook his head, “What is Mordor?” He whispered to no one in particular. 

Eddie ran back, his hip brushing against Steve’s hand as he did. A tingle trailed up Eddie’s spine at the contact, this really was not an appropriate time for feelings. And Steve felt his stomach flip. 

“Get your stuff dude.” Steve shook his head, the both of them forcing those feelings away. 

I cannot be thinking like this right now, he’s wanted for murder, Steve thought to himself. He’d become more aware of his feelings since getting trapped in a secret Russian lab last year… after Robin told him she liked girls. Suddenly, he realised, maybe he liked boys too. This thought was only explored one other time when he saw Eddie hauling bricks, a tank top on, dirt on his arms, tattoos on display, hair tied back into a little bun on his neck, flannel tied around his little waist, helping the town that hated him. The way his movements looked so easy, leaning down, grabbing a brick or a piece of rubble, standing back up, gloved hands tossing it into the container bin beside him, cleaning up the mess that was the burned down mall. But that thought never crossed his mind again, not until yesterday, not until the smell of Eddie was trapped in his nostrils for the rest of the night. What was worse is that he liked the smell, alot, it was familiar, and safe. He’s wanted for murder, he told himself, but it only made him want to cradle Eddie in his arms, stroke his hair, and kiss all his worries away. Fuck, he needed to talk to Robin. 

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Steve stood, hair glowing soft in the moonlight. God, he was so fuckin’ pretty, Eddie thought. Why the fuck he was thinking that, right then, when Steve was offering to sacrifice himself, was something Eddie didn’t really know. Steve pulled his jumper off, and fuck, the minuet the fabric slipped over his hips and his midriff was exposed, Eddie was a gonner. He reached for his pack of smokes. Then, the jumper came off the rest of the way, and holy fuck he was hotter than Eddie remebered. He’d really grown into his looks, all broad and manly. He shoved the cigarette between his lips, he didn’t need to deal with a fucking boner right now. And then, just when Eddie thought things couldn’t get worse, Steve threw his jumper at Eddie. He really didn’t know what to do with himself, so he just held onto it… tightly. His dive into the water was elegant, and Eddie lit his cigarette. The wait for Steve to resurface was longer than Eddie liked, he was nervous. He couldn’t deal with another person dying around him… especially not Steve. And then there was a splash, and he was back to the surface. Steve began to tell them about what he found, and Eddie listened closely. He didn’t exactly register what Steve was saying, he was only really listening to the sound of him, and staring at him, all wet. He needed to touch some grass or something. He clutched Steve’s jumper tighter. 

And then something pulled at Steve. Everyone froze. Eddie froze. No, not Steve. 

Then it stopped. Steve relaxed a little, looking around, a little confused. He looked to Eddie and saw how white his face was, the pure terror in his eyes. He started to smile, to show Eddie he was still there, he wasn’t gonna die too. But the thing pulled him down again, and he was under. Eddie shouted out at the top of his lungs, calling Steve’s name with nothing but fear and he jumped up, lurching forward to grab for him. But he couldn’t. Steve was gone. And Eddie was terrified. He wanted nothing more than to jump in and save him. But he just couldn’t, and he hated himself for it, he hated how weak he was when Steve wouldn’t even hesitate before putting his life on the line for anyone. For Eddie. A lost friend who did nothing but tease him, and call him names, and make him feel like shit on the regular. 

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Eddie found himself staring…. Again. He was always staring. And how could he not, Steve was gorgeous… and shirtless… and flirting with Nancy. He clenched his fists. He has no right to get jealous, and yet, he does. He always gets jealous. He thought this whole Wheeler fiasco was long gone, but apparently not. Apparently, Steve was still hooked, and maybe she was too. Either way, Eddie couldn’t stand it. He just witnessed two people die a horrible, gruesme death, he was wanted for said murders, he was in an alternate dimention, just fought off some demon bats, almost fucking died, almost watched Steve die twice, so no… he didn’t need to see Steve shirtless, looking hotter than hell, flirting with Nancy. Not fucking today. He pulled his vest off and chucked it at Steve… maybe he should have given his leather jacket… maybe he still wanted a peak.

“For your modesty, dude.” It landed right in Steve’s face, pushing him back a few steps. 

He fuckin deserved that. 

Steve sucked at his teeth, nodding slowly before pulling it on. 

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“Eddie!” Steve yelled in a hushed tone, taking faster steps to catch up to the metal head as the four walked through the vine infested forest.

Eddie turned back, slowing his steps a bit for Steve to catch up. 

“Hey man, uh,” Steve caught up to him, and Eddie looked at him with a hint of desperation, “listen I just, uh, I just wanted to say thanks… for saving my ass back there.” 

Eddie couldn’t help but grin, “Shit… you saved your own ass man. I mean that was a real Ozzy move you pulled back there.” 

“Ozzy?” Steve asked, and his voice was a little raspy from just being strangled, Eddie hated himself for being a little turned on by it. 

“He took a bite out of that bat.” Eddie smiled, and Steve gave him a confused glance, making Eddie smile as he fell a step behind, “Ozzy Osborne… Black Sabbath… he… he bit a bats head off on-”

“I don’t–” Steve waved his arms. 

“Stage– no?” 

Steve shook his head, and Eddie caught up to him, “It’s very metal, what you did. That’s all I’m saying.” And incredibly hot. 

Steve gave him a confused look, he thought Eddie was back to his stupid fucking teasing, and not the flirty kind, “Thanks.” 

Eddie looked at him, a little disappointed in his reaction. He didn’t understand why Steve was being all cold all of a sudden, he pushed himself a little closer, 

“Henderson told me you were a badass, he insisted on the matter,” He tried not to come off as too flirtatious, this was not the time, “in fact.”

Steve looked at him, watching him as he spoke, “Wait, Henderson said that?” 

“Oh yeah, shit,” Eddie looked back at him, “the kid worships you, dude. Like, you have no idea. It’s kind of annoying, to be honest.” Only because the way Dustin spoke about him, only made Eddie fall harder. 

Steve laughed a little, and Eddie couldn’t help but smile. He loved Steve’s laugh. 

“Yeah,” He continued, “I don’t even know why I care what that little… shrimp thinks, but ah… guess I got a little jealous, Steve.” 

Steve smirked to himself. After all this time, he thought he was the only one. 

Eddie swallowed, taking a breath, “I guess I couldn’t accept the fact that Steeeeeve Harrington was actually…” He took another breath, looking over to Steve, body riddled with nerves, “a good dude.” 

Steve hung his head low. He was nothing but sorry for the way he treated Eddie, he hated himself for it, and he didn’t know why he let it happen. But now, there was no better time to fix it. To rebuild his relationship with Eddie. Because there was nothing he missed more than when Eddie would make him smile… and there was nothing he missed more than watching Eddie from across the hall as he dug through his locker, watching him, staring at him and his terrible haircut, his eyes occasionally dropping down to his ass. 

“Rich parents, popular, chicks love him… not a douche?” Eddie shook his head, “No way man, no way. That, like, flies in the face of all laws in the universe, and my own personal Munson doctrine…” 

He looked over at Steve, who looked away, a grin on his face. Eddie felt a little awkward, but he wanted Steve to respond, to give him some type of reaction. Something! He leaned in closer, definitely overstepping a boundary, but that’s something Eddie did on the regular,

“Still super jealous as hell, by the way.” 

Steve laughed and tried to shove him away a little, “Okay.” 

And Eddie smiled, a good reaction. The reaction he needed. But he still wouldn’t let his feelings show, not today, not ever. Never, ever, never.

He laughed, “Which is why I would never have jumped in that lake to save your ass. Not under any, ah… normal circumstances.”

There was a crack, a sort of howl of the wind, stopping them in their tracks for a moment. They looked around, before continuing on.

“Nope.” Eddie talked to calm his nerves, “Outside of D&D, I am nooot a hero. I see danger and I just… turn heel and run. Or, at least that’s what I’ve learnt about myself this week-”

“Give yourself a break, man.” Steve gently slapped him across the chess, an action so simple, yet it made Eddie’s heart beat out of his chest. 

This was not okay. 

“The only reason I came in here was ‘cause those ladies came in straight after you. Now, I was too ashamed to be the one who stayed behind. But Wheeler right there? She didn’t waste a second… Not one second. She just dove right in.” Eddie turned to face Steve, both of them coming to a stop, Eddie invading his personal bubble once again, but Steve didn’t mind it as much this time. 

Eddie spoke softly, he didn’t want to know what happened between them, and he wanted nothing to happen again. But now isn’t the time to be selfish. Now was the time to be honest. Honest in an unselfish way. But Eddie didn’t notice Steve blatantly staring at his lips. 

Eddie pointed to the girls, “But if I were you,” and this part pained him the most to say, and he still didn’t notice when Steve hungrily licked is lips, still staring at Eddies, he was too focused trying to be unselfish, “I would get her back. ‘Cause that, that was as unambiguous a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen.”

Steve looked up at Eddie’s eyes again, pursing his lips, he looked over to Nancy, a small sigh escaping his lungs. Yes, part of him Still loved Nancy. How could he not? She was his first love. But now, now he didn’t want Nancy. He wanted Eddie. Robin had told him she was sure as shit Eddie wanted him too, but maybe she was wrong. She was definitely wrong. Why would he be telling Steve to try and get Nancy back if he wanted Steve himself? He looked back at Eddie, nodding softly. Now wasn’t the time for either of them to worry about their feelings, now was the time to survive. Even if they have wanted each other for years and years.

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They all marched out of the other version of Eddie’s trailer, one by one they bounced down the steps in silence, moving fast, each determined to complete this plan to perfection. Dustin and Eddie stepped down together, their role in this battle was to stick together, and they were glad. They wanted to stick together, to stay far enough away from the danger yet, be right in the middle of it. And… Eddie was a little excited. He was about to fucking shred his most prised possesion, in a fucking alternate dimention to one of the coolest songs he’d ever fucking heard. He spent the entirety of March just practising, over and over and over again until he got it perfect. And now he was ready to play it for his biggest fan yet. Nothing but nerves and excitement. Steve however, was terrified. He had no clue whether this plan was gonna work or not. He had no idea if he was even gonna make it out alive… if any of them were gonna make it out alive. Steve had the sudden urge to stay by Eddie’s and Dustin’s side, to protect them. He always protected Dustin, and he knew Eddie needed protecting too… he wanted to keep him safe. But, he knew their roles, and he knew it would fuck everything up to change it now. But he turned around anyway. 

“Hey, guys, listen.” He started, catching Eddie and Dustin off guard, “If things here start to go south, I mean, at all,” He pressed, sternly looking between the nerds, “you abort. Okay? Draw the attention off the bats. Keep ‘em busy for a minute or two. We’ll take care of Vecna. Don’t try to be cute… or, be a hero or something. Okay? You guys are just–”

“Decoys.” Dustin pressed.

And Eddie kept his eyes on Steve, he could see the fear in his eyes, the tremble of his lip. He wanted nothing more than to kiss it away. What a stupid fucking thought. Steve looked to the ground, he felt like crying, but he knew there was no time for that. He looked back up at Eddie.

“Don’t worry,” Dustin pressed, “You can be the hero, Steve.”

“Absolutely,” Eddie added on, a smile on his face, “I mean, look at us. We are noooot heroes.” He looked back to Steve, huffing a little laugh of reassurance. 

Steve smiled softly and nodded. He trusted Eddie, he realised. He trusted him to take the safe option, and to protect Dustin. He wanted to tell him that, and so much more. But, as he’s told himself about one hundred times before, there’s no time for that. He nodded, and turned away, walking back to the girls. The three started their march towards the Creel house, and Eddie couldn’t help but stare. Again with the fucking staring. Dustin carefully watched, he didn’t press Eddie to move, he knew something was up. He could tell he wanted to say something, and he was happy to wait… to let him say it. But Eddie didn’t say anything, he just stared, tears prickling in his eyes as he watched the guy he loved walk towards almost certain death. Steve felt his gaze and stopped, turning around to look at him, a longing look in his own eyes. Eddie’s lip trembled and a tear slipped down his cheek. He scrunched his face up, trying to hide his emotions away, trying to hide his real feelings from Steve. But Steve noticed. A tear slipped from his own eye. He really didn’t want to leave him now. Dustin watched the scene slowly unfold before him, he was nothing short of confused, and he took a few steps back to assess it properly, neither of the guys noticed, the girls oblivious to the whole thing, talking and walking ahead. Eddie took a deep breath in, he longed to say something, something sincere. To make him promise to come back, maybe even that after all this time, Steve was the one he loved. But he didn’t have the strength for brutal honesty like that, so he opted to hide it under a running joke. 

“I’ll m–” Miss you, Big Boy, is what he wanted to say, but Steve didn’t let him.

“Don’t.” He shook his head, marching back over to Eddie, “Save it. Tell me you missed me when we’re safe, and out of here.” 

Eddie went to speak, but before he could, Steve had his hand in Eddie’s hair and was kissing him. Everything froze, everything stopped, everything fell silent. Steve was kissing him. He sunk into it, dropped his battle gear and lifted his hands to cup Steve’s cheeks and pull him in closer. He was kissing Steve. They pulled away, only for the sake of getting air. Their foreheads pressed together, and Eddie stroked his thumbs under Steve’s eyes, Steve tightened his grip on Eddie’s hair before releasing it and stroking it softly. Eddie cried some more, and Steve did too. They both stayed there for a moment, not saying anything. The world around them was silent, the loud bangs of thunder that once echoed through the upside down now were nothing more than a distant memory to them, all they could feel was each other, the warmth of the others breath, their scents (which still smelt good despite the thick layer of dirt and sweat each were sporting), the taste of each other. Steve knew they couldn’t stay there long, but he wanted to stay there forever. He moved his hand up to the back of Eddie’s head, holding him tightly. Eddie continued to wipe his now wet thumbs across the high of Steve’s cheek, his fingers digging deeper into the sides of his face. A thumb trailed down and softly swept over Steve’s soft lips, pulling at the bottom one softly. Eddie smiled, a little huff of air pushed through his nose, an attempt at a laugh. He bit his own lip, looking at Steve’s. He scrunched his face up, squinting his eyes, he didn’t want to let Steve leave. He couldn’t bring himself to let go. He pulled at Steve’s face, bringing their lips back together for another deep kiss, longing, wanting, passionate, tears dripping down into it. Eddie’s hands crawled around to the back of Steve’s head, holding him there. Steve’s hand wrapped around Eddie’s waist, still holding the axe he had, and their bodies were pressed so close you couldn’t even slide a quarter between them. This was only their first- well, second- kiss, but they both knew it could be their last. They pulled back, their bodies no longer so close, their lips apart, tears in their eyes. Steve pressed one last quick kiss to Eddie’s lips before walking away.

“Stevie,” Eddie called, catching everyone’s attention, they all turned to look at him.

Eddie wanted to say, I love you. But Steve begged him with his eyes not too. Not because he didn’t want anyone to know, not because he didn’t love him back… because he did. He wanted everyone to know that he loved Eddie with his whole heart. But right now, he couldn’t handle the whisper of those three words. He knew it would tear him apart, and everything would go to shit because then… if it was said… he wouldn’t be able to leave Eddie’s side. 

“Make him pay.” Eddie finally said, darting his eyes away. 

Steve nodded and rushed off, chasing towards the two, very confused girls, refusing to let himself look back. Eddie watched him walk away, again, I’ll miss you. 

“Dude.” Dustin called from behind him, a shocked expression on his face.

Eddie turned around, “What?” He grunted, expecting some homophobic comment, to get the third degree like everyone else in this town gave him. 

“That’s my Steve.” He shouted. 

“And?” Eddie pressed, tears prickling in his eyes, he didn’t want Dustin to hate him now too. 

“That’s my Steve!” He shouted again, “That’s gross!” 

Eddie turned around, picking up his weaponry again, choosing to ignore the comments. He could deal with that later, now… now he needed to distract the bats to make sure Steve could get out safe and unharmed. 

“That’s like…” Dustin continued, and Eddie shook his head, “That’s like seeing your parents makeout!” 

Eddie stopped in his tracks, “What?” 

“Ew!” Dustin continued, “This is totally my fault, isn’t it?” Dustin clamped his hands to his cheeks, pulling them down, “I made Steve sound so awesome to you that you totally fell in love with him, and vice versa! Please, never be smushy and lovey and kissy in front of me again, I will definitely gag.” 

Eddie was a little confused with his reaction, “So…” He started, “So are you okay with the fact that Steves a guy… and that… that I’m a guy?” 

Dustin furrowed his eyebrows, “Dude, I knew you were gay if that’s what your asking.” Dustin shook his head, taking a step forward, “You have a picture of Slash, shirtless pinned in your locker.” 

Eddie bit his lip, a little embarrassed. Two people figured it out because he just can’t help but stare at pictures of shirtless men. 

“Sorry if I scared you for a second.” Dustin smiled, “I thought you being into dudes was like, common knowledge or something. I thought you knew I was cool with it.” 

Eddie wrapped his arms around Dustin tightly, “Thank you. And I’m totally gonna kiss Steve in front of you now, if he lets me, because I know it will piss you off.” 

“Mother fucker.” Dustin shook his head, and they got to work.

They both wanted to protect Steve as much as they could. And it was Eddie’s top priority to protect Dustin… and Steve. So that’s just what he did. 

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“I missed you.” Steve smiled sweetly, taking a few steps forward and sitting down on the ground. 

He took a heavy breath, pulling his knees up to his chest, Eddie’s battle vest that was thrown at him in the Upside Down was tightly held in his hand. He lifted his fingers to his lips, kissing them lightly before pressing them on the gravestone in front of him, tears prickling in his eyes. 

“I miss you so much.” He whimpered, tears streaming down his cheeks now. 

He clutched his chest, the aching pain in his heart hurt too much, and he could barely breathe, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I love you, Eddie. I’ve always loved you, I just didn’t know it. Please come back. Please!” He pleaded, laying down on the grass. 

He pushed Eddie’s vest under his head, creating a makeshift pillow, curling himself up on it. He pressed a hand on the stone behind his head, keeping it there. It hurt so much. His body wasn’t even buried in the ground, they had no time to move it. Steve tried to, he really did. He grabbed him, crying, screaming, his hands covered in Eddie’s blood, lifeless eyes staring up at him. But the portal was opening, and Nancy and Robin managed to pull him back right before the ground ripped open right where Eddie was laying, his body lost to the rip between worlds. His body lost to Steve forever. All he had was an empty grave and a dirty old battle vest that only smelt like Steve now, all traces of Eddie drifted away. Robin sat by his side, stroking his back, tears of her own quietly falling down her cheeks as he cried out. There was nothing she could do to help her best friend. All she could do was let him cry, to let him scream, and to hold him and tell him it will get better. But she didn’t actually believe her own words. She knew Steve would hang on to the pain forever. He’d been through so much already, and this was his breaking point. He was ready to give all of himself to Eddie, to give him all his love, and he knew Eddie was ready to do the same. But now he was gone, and everything was dark. And now, he really did miss him. 

[deadlycupid]

Young Master

cw: talk about suicide attempt

This scene heavily talks about Tommy’s past and his bond with David, if the cw mentioned triggers you or makes you uncomfortable pls skip this or read it with caution!

“David Emilio, the boy who saved my son’s life.” Tristyn announced to the room. There wasn’t a big audience, only David and his parents, a few servants and knights, Tommy’s parents and his grandma that stood beside his throne holding onto his bruised hand, and yet it felt like an important ceremony.

But Tommy guessed in a way it was, after all he had survived the devil’s drop, something no one had done before, and it was all thanks to the petite boy with the shining blue eyes, now one of them covered by a white patch, who currently hid behind his father, George, the servant closest to Tommy’s family.

Thus Tommy was no stranger to the other boy. Tommy was a year older but that didn’t stop them from occasionally playing in the court yard together or telling each other stories while Tommy once again hid from his family’s duties. They had met countless of times, either on their own accounts or because of the pre school lessons Juana, David’s mom, gave Tommy.

They had a bond so pure and kind, that Tommy felt bad that David had to witness his misery. He felt bad that David had to be the one to save him, that he had shown weakness where he should have been strong, that he had let his emotions control him which had let him to such desperate decisions.

“Step forward, David.” Tristyn said.

David let go of his fathers hand but didn’t move, not until his mother placed her hand on her son’s back and with a smile pushed him gently.

“You hold all our gratitude and we are in your dept. If there is anything you wish for, name it and it shall be yours.” Roxana pleaded as she got off of her own throne to meet David at the bottom of the few stairs.

“You saved my son, David.” Roxana muttered. “I don’t know how to thank you for that.”

Tommy adverted his eyes. He felt bad for the terrors he made his parents go through. But he was also mad that they didn’t seem to understand what had pushed Tommy to take the fall. They had said it was family business that Tristyn would tend to and that they didn’t need to make a big fuss about. And yet they threw this ceremony for David.

David, the boy who waited for Tommy to talk first. The boy who taught him how to fold laundry and how to wash dishes.

David, a kinder demon than the underworld deserved, because even though his skin was like the half shadows in the corners of the light, he still shown the brights.

David was always gentle and patient with Tommy and waited for him when Tommy needed more time to catch up with a thought or idea.

David was his light in this dark world.

David was his anchor.

And Tommy kind of wanted to live, for him.

Tommy detangled his hand from his grandmother’s and groaning, he stood up.

“Tommy-“ She started but he cut her of with a short hand motion.

Tommy had no memory of how David had saved him, he was pretty sure that he had already jumped when he had heard David’s voice, so the bruises all over his body weren’t a surprise.

But with every single sting Tommy felt he hoped that David hadn’t taken any harm more harm than him. That the wound on his eye now covered by an eye patch was the only wound he carried. Tommy would hate himself for hurting him. He couldn’t bear the thought that Tommy had caused him pain because of his selfish actions.

When Tommy finally stood somewhat up right he cleared his throat, immediately all eyes were on him.

“I want to talk to David.” His voice was hoarse and didn’t carry as much authenticity as his fathers. Therefor he added, emphatically: “Alone.”

The servants and knights looked to his father and when he nodded they all bowed and left the room. Next were David’s parents, who hugged him and whispered their goodbyes.

Roxana helped her mother out of the room when Tommy’s dad turned to him. “Are you sure about this?”

Tommy nodded his head firmly. “Yes, sir. I want to thank him on my own. With no one to hear.”

Tristyn stared at his son for a long time, it seemed like he wanted to say something but then decided against it, instead he patted Tommy’s shoulder firmly and then left the room, too.

It was silent in the throne room them and Tommy sighed. That had been all he had wanted from the beginning. Silence.

Tommy hobbled down the steps with difficulty, his eyes fixated on David. He had to pause at the end of the stairs, every step cost him energy he didn’t have.

David had watched him the whole time, his hands folded in front of him, but Tommy could still see how he nervously played with his thumb. David stood there like a ghost who had lost his way, confused and unbeknown how he got here.

“David.” Tommy mumbled, his voice gave out on him but he didn’t care that much now that it was only the two of them.

As if David’s name had evoked something in him he came over to Tommy and fell to his knees.

“Young Master.” David said, his voice low and full of concern. He reached for Tommy’s had and kissed the ruby on the ring around Tommy’s thumb. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

David’s lips touched Tommy’s knuckles and moved over every bruise Tommy carried there.

“I should have gotten to you sooner.”

The touch was gentle but Tommy felt David’s tears on the back of his hand, where they fell onto and in cold rivers run down to his finger, too and it broke something in him.

David shouldn’t be the one kneeling in front of him. Tommy should kneel in front of David. Tommy had no right to place himself higher than this boy, who had given everything to save him. Tommy was no better demon than him and he wouldn’t let his status define that.

Only when Tommy had learned what it meant to be grateful and brave, what it meant to be self assured but not egoistic, would he place himself equal to David, who had already learned to be all of that. But until then Tommy should be the one on his knees, looking up at David and let him be his guidance.

“Stand up.” Tommy whispered.

“I can’t, Young Master.”

Upon hearing that Tommy sank to his own knees, being eye to eye with David. He held onto David’s hands, painted soothing patterns into the back of them, when he added.

“Don’t call me that and don’t kneel in front of me. Not anymore.”

David looked up then.

“You are more than a friend to me, David. You are my brother. The flame burning next to my own. The rules and boundaries do not belong to you anymore. Do you understand?”

David gasped muffled, but nodded his head.

“I understand, Young- Tommy.”

“Good.”

Tommy leaned forward then, to press a light kiss on David’s temple before wrapping his arms around him to intertwine them in a warm and comforting hug.

David, his friend, his brother, his reason to learn to become better.

David, the boy who inspired him to live.

The boy, whose flame burned so bright that Tommy had enough warmth to light his own up once more.

For all eternity.

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[chestharrington]

I saw this take even here on tumblr, they went so far that Steve set up cameras in his bedroom for some kind off revenge porn thing bc they took the comment a guy said to Nancy (something like can't wait to see your movie) too literal. Like this comment was directly related to them spraying the message on the cinema thing. Plus why tf would Steve, who called Jonathan out for being a creep, be a creep himself. It doesn't make sense like there is no indication of him for A setting up cameras and B when they actually had sex and Nancy stopped for a second he asked if everything is okay and then Nancy initiated the next kiss to keep going.

I get not liking Steve, prefering Jonathan or whatever but please don't make up harmful things to "justify" your hate for a character. Fucking hate the Duffers for bringing back the love triangle because all of those weird ass takes come from Jonathan or Jancy stans.

Media literacy is so low.

The point I made to @demogordon about this is like— when they wrote season 1, they fully intended for Steve to die at the end. The average viewer would’ve seen his typical jock asshole behavior (some of which I find to be understandable, ie: breaking Jonathan’s camera) and even like “oh, yeah, he was a jerk. I guess him dying is understandable.” Apart from the study scene that they use to show it was SA, Steve’s season one crimes are use of the word queer along with insults to instigate a fight with Jonathan, breaking Jonathan’s camera, prioritizing self preservation over Barb’s disappearance, and aligning himself with Carol and Tommy, who slutshame and bully Nancy and others. Of these, I’d rank his allowance of Carol and Tommy’s behavior and what he said to Jonathan to be the worst offenses, both of which he holds himself accountable for by breaking off that friendship and going to the Byers’ house to personally apologize to Jonathan (also, he didn’t even know Nancy would be there). Hold onto the study scene bc I’ll come back to that.

Compare this to the characterization of 2 other jock-asshole characters who were slated to die— Billy and Jason. Billy Hargrove is a character who in the simplest of terms is a violent racist. They don’t shy away from this in season 2 (he attempts to hit Lucas, Dustin, and Mike with his car, he attempts to physically assault Lucas because he’s racist, he terrorizes Max, he’s a misogynist, he’s gross). We watch him die in season 3 (spared of continued violence and racism because he’s being puppeted by the mindflayer) and it’s understandable. This is a bad person, and bad people are going to die on this show.

Of the two, I find Jason’s motives easier to understand in the context of the story of s4, despite him still leaving a sour taste in my mouth. He creates a witch hunt for an innocent person and sics a group of primarily white grown men on two black children. He threatens Lucas with a gun and violently attacks him. Jason’s motives are born from grief, loss, and a desire to reassert his power and authority. When he dies (in a graphic, fucking brutal way) we pretty much get it. Good riddance to that guy.

Compare Steve’s actions in season 1 to either of those, and it feels weird that he was going to die in the end of the season. Billy and Jason’s actions border on psychotic and sociopathic, in Jason’s case, extremely unhinged. Steve Harrington’s actions reflect the actions of an insecure boy who has yet to grow up and out of the hole that has been dug for him. There is accountability and shame in his story that we did not see in Billy or Jason.

Onto the study scene. What’s important to understand before watching is the context of the scene itself. Nancy’s intentions are to place herself outside of the other girls steve has been with. She’s not a slut, she’s a suburban, all-American good girl. She is coy in her deflections leading up to that night. Insisting that the date is to study, wink wink nudge nudge, before smiling and leaving. Steve shows up at her house and they do study! But the undertones of the scene are leading up to the sneaky make out they planned earlier in the episode. Nancy says no, she needs to focus, Steve suggests they strip study. It’s a push and pull flirtation that ends in a mutually initiated kiss. When it goes further and Steve moves his hands to her shirt and she says no, he backs off and plays it off cool.

The duffers don’t shy away from portraying shitty jock assholes. We see it in Tommy, Jason, Billy, and the nameless men in Jason’s posse. If Steve was supposed to die and they’re painting steve as an unsympathetic asshole, why shy away from portraying SA if that was their intention? Stranger things has shown depictions of non-consensual voyeurism, domestic abuse, loss, homophobia, eating disorders, PTSD, and more I’m probably forgetting while I sit here typing this. If that scene was meant to portray SA, it would be overt, and we would collectively know and agree.

[alwayscobrakai]

helloooo i was just wondering if you have any og cobra headcanons :)))) i like hearing how other ppl interpret them 😖

okayyyy i have so many rubs my little hands together

fsr despite jimmy and johnny being my favs i have the most abt dutch so ill start with him and see how long this gets

first off i think his last name is dutch and im stealing one (1) thing from that one insane kk3 script and its the name martin for him. his full name is martin dutch. he hates being called martin tho and only gets called it by the occasional teacher or sometimes tommy will call him marty to be a dick. maybe he experiments more with going by it as he gets older but i dont think it ever really sticks

ive mentioned this one on here already but its very important to how i view dutch and also kreese so im gonna mention it again. dutch and kreese are related in some way. dutch is the son of a second cousin or something of kreeses. its not a close relation but theyre both aware of it and it affects their personal relationship. kreeses family branch is like. the black sheep/outcast branch which is why their lifestyles are so different but when dutch started training there they recognised each other and mutually agreed Not to acknowledge it around others. but they do acknowledge it a little in private.

dutch has a maaaajor case of absentee parentism and is a Difficult Child TM on top of it so both of his parents checked out emotionally on him pretty early and so when he started training at cobra kai kreese sort of quietly stepped up to take over that role. and after kk1 ended dutch had the hardest time out of all the cobras breaking away from him and spent a while pretty distant from his friends while he tried to work himself out

i think dutch is super mega gay and not particularly quiet abt it also. he Does date girls in high school but also pursues guys actively during those relationships and tells the girls to basically get lost or get used to it <3 and he is so in love with tommy but also completely oblivious to it and doesnt rlly process why hes always seeking his attention all the time

thats like 4 whole paragraphs on dutch and i dont want this to get even longer so im gonna do one quick one on jimmy and call it here. i think jimmy is the newest member of the gang. hes only been part of it for a year or so and joined after moving from a dif part of cali. when he joined the dojo kreese basically told johnny & co that he was part of their group now and the boys went ok boss and part of their group he became. hes pretty quiet still and more studious than the others. hes the sole reason tommy and thru tommy, dutch, are not failing most of their subjects.hes meshed pretty well with the gang and for the most part it feels like hes always been there but he still hesitates to speak up abt things he disagrees with

[the-firebird69]

Elton John - Levon

There are two levons one is Ken my daddy and not my father and the other is Dr Manhattan and he's really Trump and he calls his son Jesus and Ken does it because his son in law is jesus's brother and jesus's brother is also his son-in-law to two different women who are children of his. And Donald Trump actually will go back to Ken he's blowing up balloons in the future with my husband in a business and we think it's the garage that's near the house and he does not want the house to move so he's got people watching it then it's because it'll be a signal that the the code of the max is beginning so either or it's going to help and that's what he does to light it up and he does that kind of thing and it helps him and it helps my husband who helps out with the business. And there are some funky balloons. But the second one is very important this guy Trump is Charles Manson and he goes around says women are doing it and he's having people supposedly say things in space he's been working on my husband for it and the max are testing and he's horrible and he's a moron and a pig and he does the wrong stuff and everyone hates him. We are going to talk about that a little bit more but his son he calls Jesus and he's always trying to sacred face him he's always trying to sacrifice it his son Dave AKA Dan and he calls a little scuffle over the laundry cuz my son used to get in front of trump and he went to bed and slept good that night cuz he learned it and he studied it and it found out it's true and he hates his father and he should he's a b**** and I know he's a b**** I got stuck having to visit him or something and it's true that I visited with my stepmom and she was calling me her daughter and it was really Emily blunt and that girl is stupid and she was thinking she's drinking my blood and stuff I don't know why and he says he's she's very stupid and she was sick I think and she's a little sick and it was lack of oxygen but she got sick and I could heal up pretty quick and it's amazing but really he's going to be blowing up balloons with my daddy and Trump will be long gone along with his son who he calls Jesus and it is a sad story because he went mentally ill it was already fairly sick but he lost it and was trying and he's a rebel but he he won't heal himself and he's going into the lion's den. And my daddy is also a sad story but he's a fighter and he's going to fight as long as he can just like Arnie did he didn't give up and he still might be alive and we might ruin the max plan

Hera Zues

Olympus

It's a sad and touching story but really it's true I was sitting there doing that and I'm doing it here everyone says I'm a space cadet and it can hear it a mile away he says it right away and I just keep going and it sounds real stupid he says every time it's not obviously true and really it's true he says he doesn't mention it to say something which is also dumb it's a living hell here and it's horrible and I can't stand it and I have to stay here and really I'm the one doing it and it doesn't look good

Trump

Well this sucks so bad you idiot

Dan

We believe that Tommy boy is going to happen in next few days and so is Joe dirt and tell me about dies in that movie several times and his dad dies it really his father several times and people right there are poisoning him and Lily dies in combat and you're never going to guess where he says in that bug movie it's not really a movie and it should be it should be a movie by now but they won't put it up there because the sacrilege Donald Trump in the ass

Thor Freya

I might it might be starcraft it did Warcraft and they won't do war hammer or starcraft I do know why and they don't like to cinematic or the intro or the person saying it and I say this that's kind of what I do I have to do a secretly and I don't know how I'm going to do that and it's pretty quick pretty quick I just grab wooden ships and your vector and if you attach things to them it's no big deal and I just see what you're saying probably take an afternoon if we have the signs and I think this is going to go ahead it's really a cool idea and we got the uniforms and everything and we have training modules we can use it's a great idea cuz everyone will hate me I know why he's saying it

Trump

Not everyone will hate you and you're loved by some people you're just not loved by us but we like you you're a rebel

Meghan Markle Kate Middleton Dan Alicia Tricia and we still love you those last two they say Brad even he says Becca and thanks thank you for saving my life she says, Camila you nasty but not nasty as them sometimes you are I know what it is your brain is in trouble in front, it's not my fault and we do love you Tommy f we just can't stand what you're doing sometimes, and I mean it you do the job we need the job done this will be a great job to do and we want to do it with you and we mean the movie, I've had enough of you but you are people we want to stay there and leave the boy alone and don't try stuff but we have to counter you cuz you can't help it and we know how it is Mallory, so he says why what are you doing woody, I can't stand you you strangled me but heck it may have been a mac Garth, there's a lot of people who are thinking of it this way you're rebel you do the job before you were fine the new you is not so good and you need to heal bill. P, I wish we didn't put it this way but I have to say this you're doing the job if you do this movie we're going to try and help you but you have to keep your hands off and stop getting mad at every single person around us with your stupid cartoon balloons and people have to trace those down a lot of times they're Max they're trying to do it to him but he's on it really fast and that means the other guy and no not Dave thank you very much Preston, we know you and we understand you we know what you're up to and it's mostly our stuff too enjoy your attitudes way out there for some reason, that was Eddie Murphy that's me, we can't stand you you're disgusting but you're not as racist as you say or mean but you just keep doing it to him and he can't stand you doing you idiot shack we're going to send you a big letter and a card it's going to be a big card and we don't want you to New York

All rebels say it

Olympus we approved to print

[monsterritory]

JAZZ ANON HERE!!!!!!

HOW ARE YOU MY DUDE!? :D!

I apologize for not responding for a while. It’s just that seeing people leaving the fandom got me down in the dumps. I am still as inspired as I was when I came into the fandom in 2020. But man, seeing things like this brought me down. But I am slowly learning to cope with this and cling onto the fandom (and especially Cc!Tommy and Cc!Dream. XD)

Anyways! Enough about me.

The secret third option has me intrigued.

Hi Jazz, I'm doing good!

And I get feeling upset about that. This fandom is pretty dramatic, but that also makes if a perfect space to practice not giving a fuck more. I've got my blorbos and I don't really care what happens to the sources. I'm gonna sit here and write my own little gay stories, and maybe they'll make someone out there happy.

As for the Restaurant AU. I... didn't actually have the third option in mind, I was leaving that one up to you. But if you insist, I shall start typing and see where that takes me.

Tubbo goes missing and Tommy looses sleep over it. On day three, he receives a message - a collage of letters glued together - telling him exactly where he can find out more about his friend's disappearance, but only if he comes alone.

Tommy knows it's a trap. But he takes the risk. Tubbo is that important to him. He doesn't notify the police, he doesn't tell his boss. He just goes.

He finds himself in an abandoned warehouse outside of town.

He finds Tubbo, blindfolded and tied to a chair in the middle of it.

He finds a man he's never seen in his life before (not Dream), coming closer to Tommy with a gun tucked in his side.

And Tommy hates that moment. Because he knows what's gonna happen next. He didn't bring anyone with him, but he brought a pocket knife.

He's always felt like it was him against the world. He knows the law enforcements would care very little for cases such as his. He always suspected that one day the matter of delivering justice would fall to his own hands.

He already knew he was coming here to shed blood, but it still doesn't feel like his own choice. It doesn't feel like his hands are pulling the knife out of his pocket. It's not him waiting for the man to turn and get distracted by Tubbo's whimpering. It's not him stabbing the man in the back.

But he might just be the scared little boy whom the man tries to grab and suffocate with his bare hands, forgetting the gun by his side.

Tommy might just be the little boy that's scared for his life, and the life of his best friend. The survival instincts kick in. He reaches for the gun on the guy's side.

Tubbo has no idea what's going on, he's been sobbing too loud to hear much, but he gets a vague sense that Tommy got lured in. He hears the gunshot and he swaps from crying of fear to crying of anger. He swears he'll get out of this alive and make those fuckers pay for killing Tommy.

But then Tommy takes the blindfold off his eyes. Then collapses to his knees - to undo the rest of the ropes binding Tubbo to that damn chair. His eyes are tired and his hands are shaking. There's no blood in his veins, just pure adrenaline, and he knows he's going to collapse once he's safe. But he has to get there first.

No. First, he needs to dispose of the gun. Of any evidence. It's not likely he'll get a pass of self defense. He needs to take care of himself alone. He always has to.

Tubbo says nothing, other than how happy he is to see his best friend. They hug it out. He takes Tommy's hand, and they walk by the corpse on the ground in silence.

~ ~ ~

Dream is more than happy. Everything has gone according to his plan. It's a shame he had to feed a pawn off to Tommy, but if the rest of his chess game goes according to plan, it will all be worth it in the end.

Tommy has tasted his very first blood. It's only a matter of time before Dream can teach him to love the taste too.

The boy can keep Tubbo, for now. It's a little treat, from Dream.

[slasherhaven]

✨Hi✨Can you write a headcanon for slashers' toxic treats in a relationship? (It may their insecurities, being too jealous/overprotective ect..) thank you so much and i love your blog 💖🦄

You mean other than the murder and sadism???? Sure! 😂 (Not all of these are ‘toxic traits’, some are just problems that you might have in the relationship. Not including the whole murder thing...)

The Slashers and their toxic traits:

Thomas Hewitt 

His insecurities. He beats himself up so much about everything and it occasionally gets in the way of your relationship. For the most part you are able to reassure him and he comes around, missing being with you. However, he can start to hide down on the basement and start avoiding you, causing a divide between you both. He’ll comes around or you will march down there and confront him, lovingly, and he’ll feel better for a while. It’s a slow process building Tommy’s self worth but you’re a huge help!

His family? I mean...we all know Hoyt isn’t exactly friendly. Once you’re a part of the family, he expects you to have some sort of part in their chores. He also has a habit of teasing you and Thomas, and not in a very playful way, normally worsening Thomas’ insecurities. Luda May isn’t completely innocent either, though. She does love you but is pretty tough in the early stages of your relationship, like she doesn’t trust you. Once you’re officially a member of the family, she eases up on you though. 

Michael Myers 

Can be very cold. This shouldn’t be surprising. He’s a very stoic, cold man who is mostly unaffectionate. It takes so long to start building physical affection with him that most people would just give up before they get there. Of course, it’s worth it for when he finally starts to open up to it, but it can be draining on you.

Likes to get his way. He’s stubborn and independent. The thought of having somebody rely on him or to rely on somebody else makes him very uncomfortable, he isn’t used to it at all. And yet, here you both are. So, he doesn’t ask before doing most things, he just kind of...does. He doesn’t understand why you explain that you would like for him to mention it in the future. An example of this is just leaving the house without telling you, leaving you looking for him before realising he left for the night. He’ll gradually come around to improving on it, starting small, but that means a whole lot coming from Michael.

Jason Voorhees 

His insecurities. Jason doesn’t pull away from you because of it but the more understanding and patient you are, the better it will be. It takes a long time for him to remove the mask and, naturally, that can cause some tension. He’s too worried about scaring you away while you’re worrying that he doesn’t trust you as much as he claims too. This is something that can be dealt with eventually. Once he’s removed the mask and you make him feel loved, this issue slowly fades away.

Isolation? It’s not really his fault. He lives out in a cabin in the middle of the woods near an old run down summer camp and now you live with him. He’s not purposely keeping you away from other people but it’s something that can’t be helped. Of course he’s not going to stop you from taking trips to visit family or friends even if he would miss you, it’s just now always very easy to do so.

Brahms Heelshire 

Selfish. Brahms has a major case of only child syndrome. He can’t accept ‘no’ as an answer, he demands everything he wants, he only really things about himself, mostly because that’s what he’s used too. Thank his parents. Deep down, he really is a sweetheart but you have to chisel away all that nastiness. It’s hard work and you play more of a caretaker role before a romantic partner.

Get’s extremely jealous. He hates the grocery boy’s guts with a vengeance, all because he flirted with you that one time. But he gets jealous over stupid things as well, just when he decides that you aren’t giving him enough attention, which he wants a lot of.

Uses guilt trips. This one you need to stop as soon as possible. It’s how he got his way with his parents, and now he will try to use it against you. As you try to reign in his selfishness, you have to for the same for his guilt trips.

Bo Sinclair

Can’t take responsibility. It takes so much to get him to sincerely apologise. He really needs to see that he’s done something wrong and has really upset you in order to actually apologise. Otherwise he’ll just brush it off and move on, refusing to admit that he did anything wrong.

Manipulative. It’s almost like being manipulative is Bo’s second nature. He does it all the time with people who come into the town but he doesn’t really mean to do it to you. But when he wants something or he’s irritated, he just slips up and it happens. Big fan of saying things like “you’re overreacting”.

Vincent Sinclair 

His insecurities. Vincent can become very withdrawn from you due to his own insecurities. It can really get in the way of your relationship. Of course you’re understanding and compassionate but it does start to wear you down, making you a little irritated. You never let on to those feelings though, always trying to comfort him. Vincent will come around eventually after some reassurance but it can be a tough time.

His relationship with Bo. This is probably a bigger problem than his insecurities. Bo has a lot of power over Vincent and you don’t like it at all, even if you have developed a fondness for the other twin as well. Most of the times it isn’t a problem but when Bo is in a bad mood, he mostly takes it out on Vincent. It can feel like Vincent puts Bo above you, even when Bo is being awful. You understand it, you really do. Bo is the toxic one, not Vincent. But that doesn’t always make things easier.

Lester Sinclair

His relationship with his brothers. Lester isn’t a very toxic person but any relationship with somebody who has a life like his could become a little toxic. You are incredibly important to him but...so are his brothers. It’s highly unlikely that he would leave Ambrose to live a more honest life, or at least try to. He’s more likely to do so than either of the twins but it’s still very unlikely to happen. Sometimes it can make you question his priorities, but he really really does love you more than anything.

Bubba Sawyer

His family. His family is extremely toxic, this shouldn’t be much of a shock. Bubba is probably the least toxic out of all of them, this man just wants to love somebody and be loved in return. By family, I mostly mean Drayton.

Isolation. Like with Jason, this isn’t really his fault but it’s something to consider. If you have family or friends, you likely won’t be able to see them much at all. You could still call and message but you live with the Sawyers now that Drayton doesn’t like the idea of you coming and going. This probably links back to the toxic family dynamics.

Billy Lenz

Jealous/possessive. He’s pretty much a shut in, he doesn’t like leaving the house even though he probably could. He doesn’t have a problem with you having friends but gets a little pouty if you go out with them for a long time, and when you get back home, he is extra clingy. He won’t stop you but you’re well aware that he would rather you just stay with him. He probably feels more lonely than anything.

Asa Emory (The Collector)

Manipulative. Asa knows what he wants and when he wants something, he will get it. He does genuinely try to not purposely manipulate you since he cares about you. However, manipulation usually comes so easily to him that he might not even realise he’s doing it.

His need for control. Asa likes being in control and he loves when you’re submissive to him. This means that he can find it a little difficult to give up some control in the relationship or around the house. It can be infuriating but can be adjusted slowly but it’s not going to be easy.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull) 

Overprotective/possessive. As soon as another man is talking to you, he will be right by your side, his intimidating figure usually being enough to scare them off. If he had it his way, he’d have you with him at all time, only for him to touch or even look at. However, he won’t resort to that unless it’s something you want...still, it’s obvious and it can become overbearing if nothing else.

Depending on your feelings towards his ‘job’, he can be gone for long periods of times. Unless you are completely okay with what he does and go on the ‘business’ trips with him, you are going to be left home alone for long periods of time. Of course, you might be completely okay with that and if that’s the case, there’s no problem. If you need him around some more...well, you might start to feel a little lonely. He always makes it up to you when he gets home though!

Otis Driftwood 

Very focused on himself. He’s just used to only thinking about himself, ever since he was a kid. Of course he does genuinely care about the family and about you (and he doesn’t express that to you better than he does the family) but he’s nowhere near perfect with it. He also has a tendency of pulling away from you when this gets bad. When he realises that it’s bothered you, he doesn’t really apologise either, but he’ll still offer you some comfort.

Anger issues. This man has a temper. He would never turn you but oh boy is it hard work. Most of the time it’s just ranting and shouting about whatever pissed him off. While it doesn’t turn physical or is ever directed at you, it can be a little draining.

Baby Firefly 

Doesn’t take much seriously. Baby tends to treat everything like a joke or just doesn’t realise how serious the situation is to you. It’s not an constant thing, if you’re upset, she’ll notice and take it seriously as she comforts you. But she still sometimes brushes off your concerns (as well as everyone else’s) because she’s practically bouncing with energy.

Yautja (Predator) 

He. Is. An. Alien. I wouldn’t really call this a toxic trait but it definitely causes some complications. The traditions of his race can be...startling. You find far too many skulls in your home when you start courting. You are also likely the thing to introduce him to monogamy, but he adapts to that very fast because you’re so precious to him.

Pretty possessive. He isn’t the jealous type, just very possessive. You are his mate, his little human, and he wants everyone (especially other Yautjas) to know that. At times it might become a little suffocating.

(Look...I’m bias here okay!)

[hangezoeenthusiast]

God(hcs)

c!multiple x god!reader

notes: the reader will be the god of death to make it a little bit more spicy :). c!punz’s pronouns are he/they, i’m not sure about the others, but i know theirs. also why does ranboo take away my gender? /j

word count: 1,672

warnings: arson, violence, cursing, yelling, mention of death, voices in technos part, spoilers for wilbur if you haven’t watch tommy’s lore stream, revival for wilbur, making a religion, time travel, egg, prison, stealing, anarchy, playful name calling

Sapnap

so obviously y’all would be a great match :)

you have creative mode, so when sap would ask you to give him a lighter and tnt, you would GLADLY give it

also, can we talk about him being a nether hybrid

fire squared

like fires left and right, hide your mom and your children in your house lol /j

but besides the whole arson thing, you favor him above anyone else on the server

like if he asks for diamond blocks, well here’s a whole inventory of it, also, here’s some ancient debris and some netherite

if someone asked, you would probably grant them with poison and curses, just because you can’t be “unloyal” to snapchat 

wouldn’t be lonely anymore

Dreamwastaken

this duo is less chaotic, but chaotic enough where people avoid you

he still asks you for stuff, but most of the time, you don’t give him it because he annoys you too much about giving stuff

“hey y/n/n, can i pretty please get some emerald blocks.”

“nope bitch, get it yourself.”

but sometimes, you grant him some op shit, when it’s your good day

“because i’m being nice, here’s some diamond, now, don’t ask me again you little piss baby.”

“shut your trap y/n.”

“or what homeless teletubby, what are you going to do to a god like me?”

“you hang out with technoblade to much.”

Georgenotfound

maybe the least chaotic duo

you guys keep on relaxing and relaxing until the point where you don’t do anything

he barely asks you for anything, but only when it’s really really important, like a house or build

especially when he was building his little cottagecore house, he needed your godly presence to help

“y/n, what should the roof be made of?”

“i suggest brick, it makes it more aestheticy if that makes any sense.”

also barely any drama or tea with you guys

never arguing and never betraying each other is a must

Tubbo

also another least chaotic duo

literally help him with his bee farm, he will (platonically) love you forever

gotta be close to ranboo, that’s the rule

gives him SO much stuff, he’s a precious boi 🙄

also gotta be close to tommy, but not as much unfortunately

you help him pick out things for builds, like what material clashes with another, etc

“do you think that the wool and the netherite blocks look good together y/n?”

“nah, what i suggest is the wool with the gold, it looks perfect.”

sometiems, gotta put him in check because he gets a little ego built up

you definitely yank his horn a little too hard because of your IMMENSE STRENGTH

“OW, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT Y/N.”

“calm down sunny, you were just getting a bit over your head a little.”

Tommyinnit

chaotic duo like sapnap

snaps at anyone who annoys you and vice versa

you give him EVERYTHING, obviously except op and creative

he tries to persuade you to do something, but dreamxd wouldn’t allow it, since he is the main boss

“come on y/n, give me op.”

“no tommy, xd will kick my ass.”

“pweaseee.”

“no.”

you would DEFINITELY help him with the Big Innit Hotel, making the whole layout and color palette.

both of you have an intense hatred for ranboo, since he “stole” tubbo away from tommy

Ranboo

least involved in everything

just stay in the tundra and drink some tea, and you’re good for all of your life

helps him get netherite all the time so your boii can get the good stuff 😬

when he mines to get diamonds, he literally prays to you

“y/n, if you’re listening, please give me a 6 vein, i desperately need it for my collection of diamond blocks.”

and THERE IT IS

more than a 6 vein actually, a 12 vein

guess he needs to pray to you more

daily tea sessions, to talk about the good stuff, and NO, and i repeat NO skipping

threatening to flick water on him check ✅

Wilbur Soot

literally you spoil him

not to be angsty, but when he died and lost his last canon life, you revived him instead of Dream

now he’s practically at your knees

like he’s thinks that he owes you, but actually that’s the opposite

he was revived because you were lonely, and wanted your best friend back :(

prays to you when he goes to bed

“hey y/n, hope you’re having a great day, (platonically) love you.”

“love you too mortal.”

sometimes, to be at the peak of godness, you shower upon wilbur as gold to symbolize blessings, like zeus did before

“omg y/n, what are you doing?”

“i’m trying to bless you, shut up bitch.”

just saying, he would make a religion about you :/

Karl Jacobs

omg don’t get me started on this

first, you wouldn’t codone him going back in time

he would definitely forget your name a lot, so that’s why you hated it

“hey karl, how are you doing?”

“i’m sorry, but do i know you?”

ANGST IS TOO MUCH FOR ME

you were definitely the one to push him towards sapnap and quackity

this is also another spoiled boi

give him the entire world while you’re at it pwease

he wants a few diamonds, nope, give him a chest full of them

Quackity

why are there so much chaotic duos in here?

literally chaos times infinity

energy to the max

literally, did you take an energy drink

grants him every wish he can randomly think off

“can i get a bucket with lava and a fish in it?”

“weird choice, but ok man.”

gotta be close to sap and karl or he isn’t your friend anymore /j

helps with las nevadas a lot, and definitely tries to rig the machines so you get money

“hey big q, i got 10,000 dollars.”

“that’s impossible... y/n, did you cheat?”

“nooo 😊”

help him preen his wings, and he goes “I LOVE YOU, MWAH MWAH.” obviously in his mind 🙄

Awesamdude

definitely helps him maintain the prison

you both love setting up red stone contraptions and pistons and all that giz

“hey sam, do you know where the redstone torches are?”

“yeah, there behind the pistons in the back.”

also you helped build the prison, since he could do that by himself

“are you sure that lava wall will work y/n, your calculations seem inaccurate.”

“i’m sure sam, this will add some more security to this goddamn server.”

nerd squared lol

BadBoyHalo

wouldn’t condone the egg

you warned him multiple times to get away from its grasp, but most of the times he’ll decline

“i won’t y/n, the egg is the future.”

he still, even after all the advancements, even after everything, he tries to ask you to join the eggpire

“come on y/n, you’ll like being with us.”

“i don’t wanna be on a stupid egg side, like let me crack the egg, i wanna eat it and turn it into a omelette.”

he doesn’t like that joke :(

but before he discovered the egg, both of you were joint at the hip

sight seeing was a must

languages being thrown around everywhere, since you were the little language muffin

Punz

steals stuff from everyone

hide your stuff, because the punzo-y/n team is unstoppable

definitely they can be really stubborn and indecisive

like one day, he will be like, “i need gold blocks.” and the next, “nevermind, i need netherite actually.”

like hon, stop switching

also anarchy buddies

burning down forests and buildings are your guys’s specialty

when you give him gold when they doesn’t ask, his heart goes brrr and his brain goes, “pog pog, they’re so cool, lets hug them.”

Technoblade

now this is the most deadly duo in the entire Dream Smp

better not piss you guys off 😐

he’s the Blood God, and you’re the God/Goddess/God being of Death

so if some occasion where you need to battle someone, like Techno’s enemies, *clears throat and murmurs Quackity*, you will obviously back your boy up :)

help him with enchanting and potions and he’s set for life

also you got have to be close to the great Philza Minecraft since him and Techno are buddy buddy

anarchy squared

helps with the voices since you have some of your own

“so what you’re saying is that i need to pay attention to them?”

“yeah, when i first learned that the voices were in my head, i tried to ignore them, but that sucked. so what i did was try to distract myself with various tasks, and that sucked.”

“so what do i do, you’re saying that i should listen to them, but how do i do that when they literally shout at me.”

“just embrace it, obviously when they do their little chant of blood for the blood god, you have to ignore them.”

“you suck at advice.”

Philza Minecraft

so since both of you resemble death, him being the Angel of Death and you being the God/Goddess/God being of Death, y’all are fucking best friends, platonic soulmates if you will

death squared

watch out, because if you piss them off, prepare to d-

gotta be close to Ranboo and Techno, and obviously others who he platonically likes

he doesn’t need to ask you for stuff, he’s the fricking Angel of Death, but he will ask you to preen his wings :D

“ow, not there y/n.”

“oh shut up grandpa, let me do it.”

“I’M NOT OLD DUMBASS.”

Dream XD

two gods at once, damn there is so much chaos

left and right, you guys are noticed by everyone, like purrrr

y’all would be in some fancy shit, to show your power

you would get jealous of him hanging out with george

“why are you jealous y/n?”

“you’re hanging out with george to much, hang out with me please :(.”

gifts are a must, even though both of you have access to creative

[unfoundhoney]

a sister’s sacrifice ; part three ↠

↠ platonic!c!sleepy bois inc x fem!reader , platonic!c!tubbo x fem!reader ; angst just angst

↠ masterlist

↠ part one ; part two ; part three ;

↠ @leafyturtle @basheverythingyesterday @terribletoothbat @bestioe @junoblad3 @machiebach @ok-honey

when considering the deaths of the people on the dream smp server, yours is the hardest

schlatt was detested by all when he’d died

few people still truly cared for wilbur when he met his end; the man he once was was long gone by then

but you

you never changed

you were a constant for so many & immovably kind to the rest

selfless, giving, caring

even when you just wanted an escape, you came to the aid of your brothers

you gave the ultimate sacrifice & paid the price

everyone mourns you

when the battle is won & dream locked away indefinitely

once everyone has come down from the high of freeing themselves from dream’s reign, the server goes into a state of grieving

there’s no denying your death

they all saw the message in chat

you’re dead

those that were close to you took it hard

niki was narrowly stopped from burning down the bakery you encouraged her to open and helped build

eret put her emotions into work on a memorial in their museum for you

even under the egg’s control, bad & ant put the eggpire aside for you

of course, those who took it the hardest is your family

when ghostbur learns of your death, he’s distraught

he doesn’t quite know how to handle the information

he protects your home & only allows people to enter when he supervises them

tommy took a while to move past his anger & deal with the fact that you’re gone

tubbo ran off to start snowchester

he chose to distract himself rather than truly process his emotions, even if you’d always done your best to break that habit of his

now that you’re not around, who’s to stop him from letting himself be numb to it all?

techno is another one of your family members who chose to barely acknowledge your passing

he became somehow more monotonous & emotionless

and phil

...

there’s no word for a parent who loses a child

wilbur was gone & of course it messed phil up to be the one to take will’s last life but by that point his son was gone

but you

you’d always been such a genuinely good person

phil did so little for you as a father

he was so absent

he never apologized to you for that

he never told you how much he loves & appreciates you & everything you’ve done to keep their family together when he couldn’t be bothered

it’s a few hours after he received the news from ranboo that all the guilt for everything he had ever put you through hit him

he broke down in his kitchen while trying to distract himself by organizing his cupboards

but all he could think about was you

you & your never ending kindness & compassion

he was never a father to you

yet you never hated him

why couldn’t you have hated him?

it would hurt less to lose you if you hated him; it’s what he deserves

he’s unworthy of your love

but he can only dwell so long on you

you are given a proper funeral

you’re buried by the seashore, somewhere between l’manberg and tommy’s abandoned vacation homes in an open field

the sever members plant so many flowers, your gravesite becomes a flower field

but soon, life goes on

it will only hurt for longer to draw out the mourning period

it would do no good for anyone

besides, you wouldn’t want the server to be sad for your sake

techno supposes it’s for the best that you died

he does his best to move on, filling his days with resource gathering and upgrading his tools, weapons, and armor while trying to think through his emotions logically

as much as he liked you

as much as everyone liked you, you were too good

you were the best of them

fate is not kind to heroes

“hello!”

technoblade is not an easy man to sneak up on, let alone scare

the greeting itself isn’t want startles him

it’s turning toward the voice to lock eyes with you

you who is dead

techno is not proud of the sound he made when he saw you but you of all people wouldn’t make fun of him for it

he just stares at you, slowly realizing what’s happened

you look desaturated, the color drained from your clothes

your skin is grey & almost translucent

you’re a ghost

“y/n.”

“hello! who are you?”

techno tells no on one of your ghost form

he even keeps the rest of the server a secret from you

he leads you to your old home & leaves you there w/ ghostbur

he hopes your and ghostbur’s combined amnesia will keep you out of harm’s way i.e. the rest of the server

he visits you occasionally but mostly leaves you be

you live happily with ghostbur for a while

he is very glad to have you back

his memory is nearly as bad as yours, so the story of the server & what happened to you when you were alive is only given to you in bits & pieces that are near impossible to fit together

it was only a matter of time before someone came to visit your house

“...y/n?”

it’s tubbo who finds you first

or he finds your ghost

(tubbo) y/n! oh my god! you’re a ghost! you’ve come back!

(you) hello! *whispers* ghostbur, who is this?

(ghostbur, whispering obviously) that’s tubbo, one of your other brothers i’ve told you about

(you, whispering) oh, right

(tubbo) how long have you- oh, this is incredible! i have to tell tommy! he’s been so sad since you died; he’ll be so glad to see you!

tubbo messages tommy, who is skeptical but reluctantly comes to your house anyway

but there you are

your ghost anyway

which is good enough, honestly

(tommy) y/n!

you catch him in a hug easily, even if you’ve never met him before

(tommy) you’re alive!

(you) no i’m not. i’m a ghost!

techno happens to check in on you when tubbo & tommy are there

bad news for technoblade: you’d told them about techno leading you here

meaning: tommy knows techno hid you from him & everyone else

needless to say, he is not too happy about that

(tommy) you hid her! you kept her away from us!

(techno) tommy, you have to understand-

(tommy) i don’t have to understand shit! you hid her from us! you lied to us!

(techno) tommy-

(tommy) you kept her from everyone! you’re selfish and you’re a liar and you’re horrible and-

(techno) i did it to protect her! she’s been hurt enough protecting others; it’s our turn to protect her. the only way we can do that is by leaving her alone

(tommy) she’s my sister

(techno) your sister is dead, tommy. for once in her life, let her have peace

tommy gives up on techno & goes to you instead

(tommy) y/n! y/n, we can bring you back. we can revive you. well, dream can revive you but he’s in prison so he has to do what we say so we can bring you back. we can be a family again. don’t you want to come back?

(you) ...no

that

...

that isn’t what tommy was expecting

(tommy) what?

(you) if alive y/n comes back, i won’t exist anymore. and i’ve only just got here. i don’t want to go yet

(tommy) don’t you understand how much y/n means to me? y/n has to come back. she has to. she’s so important. not just to me but to, um... tubbo as well! right, tubbo? don’t you want y/n back?

tommy looks to tubbo for some backup but the shorter boy looks away

(tubbo) i think we need to let y/n go, tommy

the betrayal that fills tommy’s chest is soon gone as he locks eyes with techno

tommy knows techno is right

you’re too much of a good person

you’re too willing to sacrifice yourself for others

even as a ghost your kindness is blinding

this server will only drain you of everything you have yet again

he will drain you of everything you are

he’s just tried to convince you to cease to exist to bring back the former version of yourself

(you) i’m sorry. it’s just- i’ve heard there are these really pretty blue flowers in the swamp biome that i haven’t got to see yet-

(tommy) no. it’s fine. i’m sorry. i-... i should go.

tommy leaves your house & tubbo goes with him

even if tubbo caught on a bit sooner to techno’s reasoning, he’s still concerned at his friend’s sudden change in character

(tubbo) tommy... are you alright?

(tommy) ...i really want her back

(tubbo) i do, too. but she’s gone

(tommy) she doesn’t have to be

tubbo can’t argue with that

(tommy) but... maybe it’s for the best

(tubbo) really?

(tommy) yeah.

(tubbo) but just earlier you were telling me about your plan to get the revive book from dream

(tommy) techno’s right, tubbo. all everyone- myself included- has ever done to y/n is take. and she’s given everything

(tubbo) because she loved us

(tommy) as much as she loved us and as much as we loved her... the only thing we’ve ever brought her is pain. i think now... now is her time to rest.

(tubbo) ...that’s very pog champ of you, big man

tommy had planned to visit dream as many times as it took to get the revive book location off of him so he could revive you, but now he’s accepted that he needs to move on

he needs to move on from you & dream & everything dream has put him through

he decides to pay one last visit to dream, put him behind him, & never look back

he’s ready to start a new chapter in his life, one without dream

and the first one without you

but then he’s locked in the prison

two weeks pass

nearing three weeks & tommy still isn’t allowed out of dream’s cell

he’s irritated and annoyed and most of all he’s scared

but he can’t let dream know he’s still afraid of him, that’s why he pisses dream off enough to the point of being beat to death

tommy begs him to stop

but then he’s gone

everything is dark

black

empty

nothing

is this what death is?

conscious in absolute nothingness?

tommy’s feet feel the ground beneath him

his senses come back to him

it’s still dark but he feels as though he can see again

where is he?

heaven?

no, probably hell

or maybe neither?

both...?

what the hell happened?

the first thing to break the silence is the voice tommy has known since he was an infant

the voice of the person who raised him

the voice of the person who has always been there for him

the voice of the person who he has finally let go of

your voice

saying one simple word

“tommy?”