#ka. event

[mcrcki]

"keep staring, sorrengail, and i'll think you actually still feel something." the last thing she wanted was to run into mira right now.. after their reunion being well.. intense. kat was happy to keep their own distance. "did you pick the tightest dress so i could tell you weren't wearing armor? wanna go for round two?"

@lcngliive for mira sorrengail

[paradimeshifts7]

My gift for @hellfxresundays for the #SteddieWinterExchange

Had sooo much fun working on a little Kas Eddie predator/prey piece ♥️

Accompanying ficlet here

[mcrcki]

kat rolled her eyes at the attitude coming from imogen. gods, they were going to get so much fucking shit for this when their memories came back. however the fuck they were going to accomplish that, they didn't know yet, but they would. somehow.. "garrick? garrick tavis? gods, you're predictable." kat couldn't help the laugh that came, shaking her head at imogen, that this was how they had gotten with him. "yeah, cause xaden and i do know you, i don't know what the fuck lilith's brat has to do with all this, but i promise, xaden and i are telling you the fucking truth. i wouldn't just make this up for fun, imogen. neither would xaden. don't you think it's weird that multiple people are telling you the same thing, and you're the only one who doesn't believe it? would you just stop being stubborn for five minutes and actually think logically?"

"one dance, that's all you get," she didn't know why she was even entertaining this - they could be off doing other stuff rather than being here, but she didn't want to leave. "hey, garrick isn't a whoever, shut up," imogen didn't know why that had come out of their mouth - it just felt like the natural response to the other. "yeah, I think you're crazy - you, violet and xaden are all insane - I have no idea who any of you are, but you all seem to know exactly who I am," they paused for a moment. "if you're all together on this, you'd better fucking stop it - I'm not the person you want to be messing with, but I suppose you know that, since I'm apparently your sister," she rolled her eyes.

[steviesbicrisis]

Steve’s best relationship wasn’t even a relationship. He could barely call it a fling, a flirt. They never even went on a date. They never kissed.

Steve still thinks of it as the best whatever-it-is he has ever had with someone.

At the beginning it was mostly infuriating, how quickly Eddie managed to win the kids over, compared to Steve’s months of work as babysitter/nailbat swinger/monster fighter. Steve had to literally bleed multiple times to get an ounce of respect, Eddie only had to run a nerdy club about fictional bleeding and monster-fighting.

Then somehow, and Steve still has trouble pinpointing when and how it happened, everything changed.

Taking the kids back home from hellfire became something he impatiently waited for.

He and Eddie would barely talk for a few minutes and he would find himself replaying the conversation in his head for days. Anything he could say to get a reaction out of Eddie became fundamental, and if he started by picking subjects to piss him off, he ended learning about Eddie’s favorites, because few minutes after hellfire were never enough and Steve needed Eddie to talk as much as possible, until the kids were begging to drop it and go home.

Steve never questioned the change, most likely out of fear. He doesn’t think he ever was clueless, just really scared about what would potentially mean to be staring at another dude’s eyelashes as he goes on a rant about why Ozzy Osbourne is the best artist of his generation. Or blush whenever said dude would call him “baby”, or “sweetheart”.

Steve convinced himself that the thing he and Eddie were having was as good as it was going to get, nothing more.

Then Chrissy Cunningham died, Eddie ran, and Steve realized that the thing will never be enough for him.

He couldn’t not have Eddie. Not watch him as he entertains a bunch of freshmen, as he stomps with his worn out sneakers on top of forniture, as he puts his terrible music on to push away anyone who doesn’t care enough about him to stay.

Steve needed to see Eddie being alive, doing what his heart desires, and he needed to be next to him when he does.

Obviously, this realization came at the worst possible time.

Steve tried to tell him so many times: when they found him at the boathouse, when he was hiding at refer Rick’s house, when they were taking a stroll in the upside down, and even when they were driving a stolen trailer to a gunshop.

But, it seemed, Eddie had come to a realization just as important and he tried his best to avoid Steve at every given chance.

Steve tried to initiate the conversation as Eddie did his best to run away from it. And he ran until Steve had no chances left to tell him how he actually felt.

———

Steve doesn’t know if he’s allowed to say he lost something he never had. To mourn a relationship he never began. A partner that, technically, never became a partner.

After Eddie dies, Steve has no one to be next to but he can’t say he ever did.

Steve just exists waiting. He can’t tell if he’s waiting for the pain to go away or for Eddie to jump out of a bush and yell “ah! I got you sucker!! By the way, I’m in love with you too.”

For obvious reasons, that never happens.

What does happen, is a call.

It’s a normal Tuesday, as normal as you could define it after Hawkins almost collapsed into the upside down. Steve got into a routine, between checking on the ones at the hospital, helping out at the shelter, allowing Robin to check on him to see if he’s still alive.

The call happens while Robin is doing her kitchen check up - aka making sure he has food and that he’s eating it-, so she picks the phone like she did a million times before.

“Harrington residence, this is Robin” she says, cheerfully.

Steve doesn’t pay much attention to it as he’s folding his dad’s old clothes that intends to donate to the shelter, until he hears Robin’s loud gasp.

“What is it? Is it the hospital? Is it Max?” He rushes to the other room where Robin is.

She doesn’t answer but she gives him a look as she passes him the receiver.

Steve goes quiet, a million thoughts going through his head as he takes the phone from Robin.

He’s still unprepared when he hears that unmistakable voice “Baby”.

Steve gasps for breath “Eddie?”

Is that really you? What happened? Are you hurt? Isn’t this impossible? Is what goes on in Steve’s head, but he ends up just asking “are you okay?”

He can hear a chuckle, Eddie’s wicked chuckle, a further confirmation that it is him, “I’m- hanging in there… are you okay?”

Steve finds the question absurd. He isn’t the one who got left in the upside down, the one that got eaten by demonic bats, the one who died before Steve had the chance to tell him how he felt.

He answers truthfully nonetheless, “I’m… I’m not okay.”

“I’ll be there soon, I promise.”

“Please Eddie, come quick.”

“I’ll break the sound barrier for you.”

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[kaibacorpintern]

ATTENTION, PEOPLE OF DOMINO.

It is I, TAYLOR SWIFT! And once again, I am about to change your lives. With the next generation of increasingly meta love and break-up songs, your Taylor reality will become even MORE Taylor. You're welcome, Domino... you're welcome, WORLD!

[aryomengrande]

woke up this morning, thought i’d write draw a chrismash (ꈍ艸ꈍ) happy holidays, everyone ! ‘tis the damn season to stan the green flags that is the twin dragons (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

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[ysphcpb]

@.nanon_korapat I forgot to send it. Posting it here then. HBD bro love you ❤️❤️

[talesoftheraysen]

Recorded and subbed by Scarfy. Translated by Seine. Proofread by Aera and Scarfy.

[fishareglorious]

all i'm asking for is that if we get a event in the philippines and there's a Storm there we should have a soundtrack that's a mashup between symbiosis and it's raining in manila

[mcrcki]

"what are you drinking?" kat leaned against the bar, having noticed the other standing here for a while now. at least they weren't the only one hiding out over here. this whole thing was ridiculous, and they were only here to keep an eye on people. "i feel like i can't quite figure out what i actually like to drink around here."

@irresistiibles for roronoa zoro

[mcrcki]

"i'm not a kid anymore, fen, you don't have to keep an eye on me." there were enough of the other kids here that needed far more focus and attention than kat. they would rather fen focus on them, let her help him with that, rather than be one of the people he was looking out for. they audibly groaned at the comment about their taste, hands going to cover their face for a moment. "i don't know if i even want to know who the fuck xaden got mixed up with." though they could imagine one person, considering fen's comment. "mira is not my type. that's a thing of the past. she chose navarre, i chose the truth."

fen raised a brow at the other. "I'm just making sure everyone is alright," he was the only parent here - he knew all of his friends would do the same if the roles were reversed. fen raised a brow at the stabbing comment. "perhaps I don't, but I know you - clearly you and my son have the same type when it comes to women, fiesty."

[barbieaiden]

just remembered sam's birthday is either today or was march 3rd. he's turning 30 this year so please say happy birthday to the tiredest man on earth

[themosthatedbeingg]

Con is fun! Eating some lunch now but look ! He tried to eat the apple ~

[stmonstercalendar]

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[cloudycaffeinatedcryptid]

Dylan, eyes bloodshot: was i crying, or am I high? jokes on you, I'll never tell

Kaitlyn: is it both?

Dylan: yeah, it's both