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My exact thoughts
I'm gonna be honest I think iron flame is cruel and unusual punishment.
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Shout out to the time I ordered subway as a vegetarian and asked for a mozzarella sandwich thing and instead of making the thing that I ordered he made me a chicken sandwich. Then when I tried to correct him multiple times he didn't listen to me and continued making the wrong item
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Steve: I swing both ways.
Steve: Violently. With a bat. Come get some, motherfuckers.
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AU where Eddie, a drug dealer who hired two employees to legitimize his drug front, keeps creating new drug fronts because Steve and Robin keep quitting and he likes them.
He’s a franchise now.
Every business on this block is a front to launder money for drugs.
At this point he is a business owner who does drugs on the side, and he still hasn’t got up the nerve to ask Steve out on a date.
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Mermain Adrift
Chapter 3 link
A Stranger Things AU
Chapter 4
Why the actual HELL did Eddie do that? Why didn’t his crew try harder to stop him? The one and only reason he is Captain is proven to be not a reason at all. Because what does it matter mermaid's powers only affect those who are attracted to women when the male counterpart was standing right in front of them all? If Eddie’s gayness no longer protected them from the threat of merkind why were they listening to him at all? Why not put Dustin in charge and call it a day, he was smart, and as it appears neither sex appealed to him.
Eddie had been expecting immediate refusal to his suggestion that they keep the merman. He had been expecting his crew to want to kill the merman immediately, considering their history with its kind. That was not what he got, at least for the most part. Mike had been down with the ‘Kill it. Kill it with fire,’ approach but quickly backed down when he saw how queezy it made Will. The others though? They took one look at the way the creature treated Lucas and seemed to agree with Eddie.
Which was NOT what he wanted! Eddie wanted them to knock him upside the head and tell him to pull it together. Eddie wanted them to make him see reason because reason was not going to get them killed the way the merman was going to. He needed them to be his eyes for him because all he saw when looking at the creature was Gareth being fixed up after a hard-won fight. Eddie needed them to be his hands because when he thought of raising his gun at the thing's face, that wasn’t its face: When he thought of pulling the trigger... Eddie didn’t let himself think of that possibility for long.
Dustin was the last person he expected to be on that thing's side but here he was advocating for its life. At least he made good arguments, Eddie certainly didn’t; All he had was that it looked like Gareth and he really missed looking at his love. Not that he told them that but he was sure they all knew why he wanted to keep it around.
“He’s injured! How is he going to survive out there on his own!” Dustin whisper shouted, mindful even in his anger to not let the creature hear the conversation. “And how do we know that he’s alone! Those things could be swarming the ship as we speak!” Mike replied as he pointed to the deck of the ship. “If they wanted to kill us they would tear the ship apart anytime they wanted, why wait?” Dustin waved off, not giving any thought to the fact that the creature also could tear the ship apart from the inside.
“They could want us to patch him up before killing us!” Mike fired back but even he knew that line of logic was weak. No sane ship would help fix a broken mermaid, no sane mermaid would bank on a ship fixing their people. Dustin simply scoffed at Mike's words before continuing his argument. “Besides, the merpeople must know medicine. Look at the way he’s teaching Lucas! You can’t tell me you don’t want Lucas to have a mentor?” Eddie could see the determination in Mike waver. Which was not a good thing. Mike was the only one fighting for not helping it.
Jeff, the traitor, seemed to think that if Eddie thought they should keep it then he must have a good reason. The reason was because he was gay. And because Jeff was down with Eddie's stupid plan then so was Doug. The man did whatever Jeff did and Eddie was sure that Doug would be well on his way to becoming a marine if it weren’t for Eddie bringing Jeff to the ‘dark side’.
“AND we could use this chance to learn more about his kind,” everyone could tell Dustin was about to go off into a rant, that for the most part would be informational (if not insulting to their intelligence) so none of them dared to interrupt. “How did they manage to hide an entire gender of their species? And don’t say something stupid like ‘They hid deep in the water.’ If that were the case any of the other sea creatures humans have decent relationships with would know about that.” Ah there is the insulting jab, had to get it out of the way he guesses. Or maybe he’s just mad about Mike’s comments.
“We have the first known Merman to humankind. Think about all we can learn from him!” Eddie could see that Will wanted to say something but didn’t know how to say it. Eddie caught his eyes and raised his eyebrows, if they were going to keep the thing everyone needed a chance to voice their thoughts. Will took a deep breath before he opened his mouth, “What good will all that knowledge do us if he decides to kill us before we can do anything with it? Is it worth the risk?”
Will’s words got Jeff and Doug to look back at the creature nervously. Good, they weren’t blindly trusting Eddie's impaired judgment anymore. Dustin though, didn’t hesitate. “Yes. Think of the medical knowledge alone! Whenever we need medicine we need to risk going to land to restock, but if there are plants underwater that we can use...” he trailed off, trusting that the answer was obvious enough that they could pick up on his meaning. And dam when the kid was right, he was right.
Keeping the merman around meant that they could essentially re-invent medicine while at sea. When looking at the situation from that angle, it would be stupid to let the opportunity slip by. Which was what was going to happen if Eddie didn’t stop the creature from escaping as he was doing now.
No more time for debate, Eddie needed to act now if they wanted to stand any chance of staying on the ship. “And where do you think you are going?” Eddie shouted, hoping that he could stall the creature long enough for a conversation. Eddie might not have the Sirens song like it did, but he has been told he’s very good with his mouth. “Home!” The merman shouted back at him, keeping its back to Eddie. Did it not have any self-preservation? Eddie could have his gun trained on its back, ready to fire and it wouldn’t even know.
“So, you are going to wreak all of our Ranger’s hard work?” The creature didn’t bother with a response and Eddie could see it lean into the rails. This wouldn’t work if it didn’t respond, didn’t listen to him. “You need time to heal,” still nothing and Eddie was losing time. Time for a hail mary, he needed to bet on the softness he saw in its eyes, "and Lucas needs a teacher! We can help each other.”
There! The merman froze and his grip loosened slightly. It hadn’t been a mistake. “I have to find my family,” there was a desperation in his voice and Eddie didn’t know why it hurt his heart to hear it. It made him want to wrap Gareth up and- not Gareth.
“Humans are dangerous,” it said, and wow was that ridiculous? Eddie has seen the wrecks its kind has left in their wake. The sea floor was probably riddled with the torn-apart remains of the ships they’d sunk. It took everything in Eddie not to burst out in laughter. “So are mermaids,” Eddie said after he risked getting closer to the creature. “If we are both dangerous then neither of us are, right?” It hardly made sense to Eddie but his words seemed to stick with the merman.
It turned its head to look at Lucas, who had stayed at its side throughout their entire conversation. Even when he must have found out what he was patching us really was. “Show me your books,” the merman said once it found whatever it had been looking for in Lucas. Eddie let out a sigh of relief and rejoined the rest of Hellfire.
Dustin was the most thrilled out of them all. Eddie knew the boy was dying to bombard the creature with endless questions but he had just got it to stay. There was no telling if the merman would flee at the sight of a feral Dustin. “Give it a day before you start the interrogation, would ya?” He said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Too much sun today. By now he would be inside looking over the maps and planning which coast villages they could make it to before they ran out of rations. With all the time he was spending out here, Eddie could end up with a tan. Which wasn’t the most thrilling idea; he happened to like looking like a vampire pirate, thank you very much.
“Scream if it tries to eat you,” Eddie yawned as he made his way inside the ship. “‘Its’ name is Steve,” Dustin yelled back as Eddie disappeared into the cabins. His wasn’t that much bigger than the rest of Hellfire's but it had the benefit of privacy.
His maps were scattered across the floor and Eddie was sure that if Will saw the mess he would either kill Eddie or have a heart attack. It’s not like Eddie left them like that though, but he guessed it was his fault for not putting them away like he was meant to. When at sea anything that was out was subject to being thrown around, especially paper. Groaning Eddie knelt on the ground and began sorting everything into small piles.
Eddie thought briefly about calling Will inside once he was sat in his chair and the paper was securely put away. They needed to go over routes and mark down where they picked up the merman. It would be good to get it written down before it left their heads, but he couldn’t bring himself to peek out the doors to call for the boy.
There comes a point in the day for Eddie when the comfort he felt from his crew became suffocating; Overwhelming him to the point of dysfunction. Eddie could feel himself approaching that point now, it was early but with all the recent events it wasn’t hard to understand why.
Taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes Eddie thought about what he should do now. The reasonable thing was to work but nobody has ever dared to insinuate he was a reasonable man. A breeze of fresh air hit his face, and Eddie could faintly make out the rhythmic thumping of the water against his ship below his open window. Slowly he tapped his foot along with the makeshift beat and began to sing.
Do you remember when we met?
Eddie ducked into the first alley he found, catching his breath for the first time since he had to run. Apparently, impersonating a marine and poaching their officers was a crime. Who knew? They had been on his tail for what felt like ages, but he knew it to be only 15 minutes. It probably didn’t help his case that he was still wearing the officer's clothing while he ran, which certainly made him stand out in a crowd.
“How did you find me so fast?” A man’s voice asked from further in the alley. Eddie would like to say that he didn’t jump in fright but that would be a lie.
That's the day I knew you were my babe
The man, around Eddie's age, if only a year or two younger, stepped out from the shadows; allowing for more than just his pretty face to be seen. His hands, stained pink were fidgeting as he sized Eddie up and glanced between the mouth of the alley and him. “So, you must be the reason I’m running around dressed like a flamingo,” Eddie said with a grin on his face.
I wanna tell you how much I love you
The moment Eddie fell was sudden. Both literally and figuratively. The man charged for the exit but at the last second, swerved for Eddie and swept his feet out from under him. Looking up at the loose curls falling perfectly around the man's face as he pinned Eddie to the ground with a foot on the chest... Dam Eddie and his tendency to fall in love so fast.
Come with me, my love
“Want to join my pirate crew?” Eddie yelped out when the man demanded to know who else was after him. “You-you're not a marine?” Eddie shook his head so fast he was afraid it would come right off. “Then what are you doing wearing that?” The man said as he looked at the bright pink uniform Eddie was wearing. “Recruiting,” he said with a shrug, it lost its effectiveness with him being on the ground. The man thought for a moment before he got an infectious grin, “Pirates you say?”
To the sea, the sea of love
It didn’t take long for Gareth to be convinced to join Eddie's rag-tag team of pirates. With the man's addition, they were now up to 4 people! Gareth took to pirate life like it was meant to be his entire life; Designing the flag and helping pitch names. Picking fun at Eddie for not having planned this far ahead. At least they had a ship.
I wanna tell you just how much I love you
Their first kiss hadn’t been expected. Eddie was in the crow's nest late at night, regretting his choice to not bring a blanket with him before he left his cabin. His teeth were slacking so hard he didn’t hear Gareth climbing the ladder until a blanket was wrapped around his shoulders. “You were shivering so hard I could hear you from all the way down there,” he joked as he sat down beside Eddie, wrapped in a blanket of his own.
“Why did you come down for one yourself?” Gareth asked as he gazed out into the shimmering dark sea. “Maybe I was waiting for a knight in shining armor to come save me?” Gareth laughed and straightened his back, shuffling to face Eddie. “Have I served you well my liege?” Bowing his head, then looking up to meet eyes with him. He thought about how Gareth had caught Eddie's mistake earlier that day. When he failed to spot the Marine ship heading their way. It was only thanks to Gareth that they were able to get away in time without having to fight. “Yes,” Eddie whispered as he felt his body lean forward, meeting Gareth's chapped lips with his own.
#steve harrington#stranger things#eddie munson#hellfire club#steddie#mermaid au#pirates au#platonic stobin#stranger things au#dustin henderson#asexual#aromantic#Asexual Dustin Henderson#Aromantic Dustin Henderson#lucas sinclair#will byers#mike wheeler#jeff stranger things#gareth stranger things#past GarethxEddie#sirens#Doug Stranger Things#idk how to tag lol
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'No more questions' and then makes her ask more questions
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hate an x reader fic do not put me in a situation
#who is this wild woman bc it certainly isnt me#you wouldnt catch me outside of my house much less doing THAT#i wanna go home
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Okay, I wasn't going to ship all over a positivity post, but let me tell you. I immediately Steddify'd it.
Steve "I haven't met a sport I can't fucking rock" Harrington
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Eddie "If I'm running, you better run faster because some terrifying shit is chasing me" Munson
Let's say this is an alt meeting college AU. Steve is training for a marathon every morning at the buttcrack of dawn. Eddie, who never wants to be up before 7:30 am for anything (no, not even getting ready for his class at 8 am, thanks Chrissy), is up at this ungodly hour because he kind of never went to sleep and he's actually headed home from an all-night rager
But Eddie sees Steve and he's short-circuiting, like - holy shit, those short shorts could kill a man in 0.5s.
Steve runs up to Eddie, beams at him, and starts making easy conversation after a couple of deep breaths. And Eddie is torn between impressed, jealous, horny (what else can that lung capacity do, baby? - please do not say that out loud, Munson), and trying to keep up with Steve's chatter.
Eventually, Steve comes to a stop and looks at Eddie like he's expecting an answer. And Eddie "mouth first" Munson agrees without thinking, "Sure, yeah," hoping that that answer makes sense at all.
It seems to, because Steve grins. "Okay, meet me at the courtyard on campus at 5:30 tomorrow morning? We can get started then."
Six months of walking, jogging, and running for a marathon Eddie does not give a shit about, but hey, he gets to flirt with and ogle Steve in his short shorts as much as he wants, the big day arrives.
And as much as he hates to admit it, Eddie really enjoys Steve keeping pace with him, making sure they both drink plenty of water, and shouting encouragements the entire way to the finish line, and that makes him enjoy the marathon as a whole. By the end, he's grinning through the sweat pouring from his tied-up curls.
And when Steve yells as he gets that last burst of adrenaline, "Woo, look at you go! You're jogging! Keep it up!"
He shouts back, "You know it! Last place is still a place, baby!"
He and Steve cross the finish line together. Steve is laughing. "You're not in last place, Eds, not even close."
And Eddie, still panting, shakes his head and laughs. "I only did all of this because I liked you."
"Liked? Past tense?" And Eddie still doesn't know where Steve's insecurity comes from, but when he finds out he might have commit murder -- or at least petty vandalism.
"I still like you. I'm pretty sure I love you, if that--" Steve kisses him before he can finish his sentence, so he probably doesn't mind that Eddie is head over heels without taking him on a single date.
That's okay, they have plenty of dates to make up for that in the future.
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Save a Horse
A Stranger Things Writers Guild Prompt- Cowboys
“Tell me why we are here again?” Steve asked, practically having to yell over the music to be heard. Robin downed a shot, wincing as soon as she put the class down, “No cover,” Robin started, sticking one finger out to start a tally on her hand. “Cheap drinks,” another finger, “and I’m poor.”
Steve nodded in thought, “Annnddd that girl you like is preforming tonight,” he added with a wide grin on his face, holding up four fingers. Once he started wiggling them in her face she swatted at his hands, signaling to the bartender for another drink. “You don’t even like country music, Robs,” Steve whined, if he were drunk, he would have his face planted on the sticky bar counter in front of him. “Correction, you don’t like country music. I find it delightful,” Robin tried to rebut, but he knew she was lying. Robin hated the stuff just as much as he did, but her lesbian longing was far too strong her hate to overwhelm.
“Do you even know what time she goes on?” Steve asked, being the designated driver was not doing him any favors. “Last, I think. Why do you think I’m downing these things like water?” Robin replied as she stared down at the empty glass in her hands like it did something to offend her. “Don’t be silly Robs, you don’t drink water.” Steve said as he waved off the bartender when she tried to get another drink. “You can get more later,” Steve said when Robin put up a protest.
“We should find a booth before they all get taken up,” He hadn’t been planning on staying long but if they would need to wait the place out, they might as well be comfortable while doing so. Robin agreed and he dragged her away from the counter and towards a small booth that would fit the two of them.
Sat in the cushioned seats and Robin rambling about her collage classes him, Steve almost forgot where they were. That is until the doors swung open and four men sauntered inside. From head to cowboy boots covered toes they were dressed up as what Steve pictured when he thought of typical cowboys. One of them even had plastic guns tucked in his belt, “Howdy!” The one with long hair and the gun shouted as he made a beeline for the bar.
Steve couldn’t help but stare at the man's hair, the way it swayed as he walked, and it shone under the dim lights around him. He couldn’t help but find the man beautiful. “I can’t believe you find that guy hot. He’s a cowboy, look at those shoes!” Robin exclaimed as she pointed slightly to the right of the man, her drinks must be kicking in. “So is your girl! In fact, she wears the weird hat too!” Steve fired back without giving much thought to her words and the fact that he has never found any man hot before. Robin gasped, shaking her head, “She is an accomplished musician. Can you say you say the same about your cowboy?”
“Why don’t we find out?” Steve said wiggling his eyebrows as he shimmied out the booth. “Stteeevvvveee, both of us can’t be gone for country folk! It’s too much! We’ll go mad!” Robin whined as she tried to catch his sleeve. “Think of the horses, Robs! They need us,” Robin’s face twisted up in confusion as she tried to think of what Steve might mean. “Have you not been listening to any of the music since we got here?” She shook her head and stared longingly at the door, as if she weren’t the one who dragged them to this bar. “Well as they say, ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy!’”
#steve harrington#stranger things#eddie munson#steddie#stwgdailyprompt#robin buckley#platonic stobin#Eddie Munson is a dramatic man#I know the song comes out long after this show is set but we are going to ingore that
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i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.
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Merman Adrift
Chapter 2 link
Chapter 3
A Mermaid and Pirates ST au
Steve needed to get away, as far as he could get from this ship, these humans, and this man. It was bad enough that he gave away the one secret his kind had been keeping for hundreds of years. He couldn’t allow them to keep him hostage, or prisoner, he wasn’t sure what the difference was. If this ‘Hellfire’ crew wanted to hold him for ransom, his pod would surely give in. That he knew for sure. Steve was valuable, as a healer now more so than ever, to his pod. But Steve wouldn’t allow his pod to carry the burden of saving him, not when he could do it himself.
The rails to the ship were so close, that he had noticed them when he first woke. If Steve could reach them before anyone tried to stop him, he would be home free. All he would need to do was swim deep enough and far away enough for whatever nets they sent after him to not reach him. He would need to be fast, to give them no time to react otherwise he was sure he could not fight all the humans off.
Sucking in a deep breath, Steve got to his feet, ready to sprint for the edge of the boat; but before he had taken his first step his legs failed him. Pain overtook him, his vision turning white for a single second before he collapsed to the wooden deck of the ship. Why did walking with his injuries hurt so much more than when he was swimming? Maybe it had to do with the shift in gravity, or maybe he had just been pumped so full of adrenalin that the pain was dulled down.
‘Run, run, run!’ repeated in his head, it sounded strangely like Robin, but he knew if she had actually been here to say it to him, it would sound a lot more like ‘Run, run, run, you dingus!’ Nonetheless, Steve stood on wobbly feet to make another attempt. The element of surprise had been lost when he failed his first attempt, but he couldn’t give up. Two steps were all he managed in his second attempt before he was once again falling to the ship. Only it wasn’t hardwood he met on his way down but instead firm arms.
Looking up he was the same man from before, with his long hair falling past his face as he looked down at Steve in concern. Steve knew that the reaction from the man hadn’t been for Steve but for ‘Gareth’. He saw ‘Gareth’ fall and instinctively went to catch him. It was the reason Merfolk adapted to take on the forms; So that when people their beloved in danger or asking for help they gave in without so much as a second thought.
It was a useful power, but it wouldn’t help Steve get off the boat. Steve attempted to crawl away, however agonizing it might be, but the man grabbed his shoulders and just... stared. Frustration bubbled within Steve, why couldn’t the man just let him leave? It’s not like Steve asked to be brought aboard the ship.
Without much care for the man’s feelings, Steve grabbed him by his wrists and yanked him off Steve. Which was deceptively easy; If it had been Robin who was holding him, and she wanted to keep holding him (as Steve suspected the man wanted) it would have been near impossible to get out of her grip. Even with the other mermen, it would have been harder to free himself. Weren’t humans supposed to be this terrifyingly strong force of nature? The thing you told children about to get them to behave.
Before Steve could make another go at escape the man spoke up for the first time since Steve stupidly gave himself away. “Where do you think you are going,” his words didn’t sound like a question. More like when a parent caught their kid sneaking out, wherever they thought they were going before they sure weren’t now. “Home,” Steve said as he looked back and forth between the man and the water. It was so close, all he needed to do was make it a few feet.
“And how far do you think you’ll make it with your leg like that?” The man pointedly asked as he looked down at Steve’s injured leg. To any person not in Steve’s head it would look like he had just come to realize that the man was right, he couldn’t stand much less swim. But to Steve, the only person inside his head, he was coming to far worse realizations. He had no idea where he was. He couldn’t remember what direction he and Robin had been heading. Steve didn’t know how far he drifted while he was unconscious or how long he was out for, for that matter. From what he has heard from the hunters, tracking time through the sun was a lot different above water than under.
Even if he did know exactly where he was, he would have no idea of finding his way back to the pod. If there was a pod to go back to, that is. That was the worst of all his realizations. His home was most likely long gone, and so was Robin. She was far away from the pod, at least that's what he hoped. If she had gone back for him, she risked the chance of being found by the Kraken. How was he supposed to find them when he had never left the safety of the pod? Were the pods safe anymore?
Steve thought for a brief moment about asking the man if he knew where his pod was, it was stupid, but Steve was desperate. As quick as the thought came, it was dismissed. Even if Steve asked the man would know nothing; Pods are placed far under the water, beyond any humans' reach, much less sight. Steve was fucked, completely and utterly.
Steve let his gaze fall to his leg; he might as well inspect the damage, maybe it wasn’t as bad as the pain was making it out to be. He ignored the whisper in his head that reminded him that merfolk have extremely high pain tolerances, and if it hurt like this it was that bad. If he wanted to delude himself into thinking he was a baby with a weak pain tolerance, that was his own business.
Jagged and deep cuts were littered along his legs, and wasn’t that a weird thought? Steve Harrington had legs. Even when he visited that cave with Robin he had stayed in the water as Robin ran around like a hyper marlin. He had just watched as she tired herself out and laughed as she fell to the cave floor in exhaustion. Now he wished he had joined her, if only so he would know how to work the things.
Steve shook his head, now was not the time for distractions. With a closer look, he could see what appeared to be the start of a running stitch on one of the worst cuts. The stitches themselves weren’t bad; a bit loose but you could chalk that up to Steve’s movement before it could be tied off, it’s just... Looking around him there was a boy, kneeling beside where he could guess Steve had been minutes prior.
“Did you do these?” Steve asked the boy, he had short black hair with dark skin. Slowly the boy nodded, his gaze flickering between Steve and the man. “Who trained you?” Whoever it was had an earful coming their way. Why hadn’t they taught the boy to know when certain stitches could be damaging in the long run? Before Steve could go off into a tangent in his head the boy opened his mouth, “Nobody. We stole some books from the marines and since no one here was MAN enough to learn, I taught myself,” the boy said, raising his voice for what Steve could only guess was the rest of the Hellfire crew to hear.
Steve considered the words, for only a few medical books and being self-taught, the boy's work wasn’t half bad. However, he would definitely need to find himself a mentor if he wanted to be able to treat the types of wounds pirates were prone to. Otherwise, they would be losing people left right, and center. With a big, dramatic sigh, Steve pat the space beside him, “Come here kid.” Steve could he the kid grumble ‘not a kid’ under his breath but at least he gathered his items as he scooted closer to Steve. “If I can’t call you ‘kid’, what can I call you?” Steve asked, tilting his head slightly.
The kid hummed as he thought about the answer, “Lucas,” he said, setting his items Steve now saw as makeshift medical supplies. “Okay Lucas, since you are new to this, I’ll let it go this time. But running stitches are not a good idea on wounds like this.” Steve started as took the needle in his hand. “If one of them breaks, they all do.” To prove his point Steve tightened the stitch and tied it off, holding his hand out for scissors. After receiving them he cut the needle away from the suture, and before he could second guess himself, he dug the scissors under the center stitch and cut that as well.
Lucas’ mouth flew open in shock, most likely not believing what Steve had just done. Frankly, neither did Steve, but he had a point to prove so he soldiered on. With one flex of his leg, the rest of the thread holding his wound closed fell apart and Steve pointed to it. “See that, it would not have lasted long.” Lucas must have set his astonishment aside so he could use the learning opportunity. “What should I use instead? The books said the running stitch was more efficient,” Steve nodded and thought about how to explain.
“It is but I wasn’t actively bleeding out, so you could afford to take your time. The interrupted stitch was you should have used,” Steve started to demonstrate the suture for the boy as he talked, “Especially for a wound this complex, to allow yourself to adjust,” Lucas had been watching with rapt attention as Steve adjusted when needed, eyes tracing every movement. “Can I try?” Without a word, Steve handed the tools over to Lucas. The entire reason he had done that was to show Lucas what to do, plus he could see the kids' hands twitching to try it himself.
“Not so tight,” Steve corrected as Lucas worked. All in all, the kid was a pretty quick learner. He had to be if he was going to be the only one keeping his crew alive. His crew... His crew! Steve had completely forgotten about the others on the boat. Snapping his head up, but being careful not to interrupt Lucas as he worked, Steve surveyed the people around him. A few kids stared at him as they stood behind a tallish man.
Steve could feel a connection coming from one of the boys, letting him know that his power was in effect. The boys were huddled so close together that he couldn’t tell which one was not seeing him, but it’s not like it mattered much anyway. As soon as he got his feet out from under him, he would be on his way.
Steve was about to force himself to forget about them once again and focus on Lucas’ work, but a small voice piped up before he could. “How do you exist?” it was asked by a boy with quite possibly the worst haircut known to these waters. Now, Steve was usually so good with kids and their wild questions. Today was in no way normal and he did not have the mental capacity for existential dread at that very moment.
“Well, you see, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much,” Steve started and that was normally the farthest he got before Robin hit him over the head and told the kids that babies grow in clam shells. No one hit him over the head, instead, they listened intently as if they actually wanted Steve to explain how sex works. “Really? Not a one of you is going to stop me?”
Steve ‘tsk’d’ and looked down at Lucas, who up until that very moment was dutifully fixing his leg. “Can you believe it? A bunch of perverts they are,” Lucas tied off the suture he had been working on before he looked up to Steve, Steve mentally applauded him for that. “Huh?” Lucas asked, he must not have been paying attention to the conversation. “Your friends over there want a sex education lesson. Do those books of yours have any diagrams?” Steve asked feigning a whisper, even putting his hand up to cover his mouth from the view of the boys.
As Steve expected of any teenage boy, Lucas screwed his face up in disgust and he looked at his friends with a horrified look on his face. “Why would you ask about that?” Lucas’ voice cracked as he spoke, indignity clear in every word he spoke. “We didn’t!” A boy with a hat on exclaimed, his hands waving in the air. “Oh, I’m sure you did, dusty-bun~,” the man from before teased the boy with the hat, Dusty, Steve supposed. Dusty squawked and pointed to the man, “Traitor!” he shouted, and the crew burst out into laughter.
Steve sighed in relief, at least he didn’t have to dodge questions about how mermen existed just yet. Lucas shook his head and muttered something about morons under his breath before returning to his work.
Eventually, Lucas was finished, and Steve was going over his work. Steve could hear muttering coming from where the rest of Hellfire was huddled in a group. Steve knew it probably had to do with him, and he wanted to know what they were saying but... Lucas was looking at him anxiously; Waiting to see what Steve thought of the stitches. “Good work Lucas,” Steve approved, ruffling the kid's hair as he did so. Lucas swatted his hands away, but Steve could see the grin on his face.
“Help me up?” Steve asked, hoping that he could slip away while everyone was distracted. Lucas didn’t question it, helping Steve get to his feet and assisting Steve when he told him where he wanted to go. It was slow going but with any luck they could make it to the rails before the other noticed he was gone. “And where do you think you are going?” An increasingly familiar voice called out, the man whose name Steve still didn’t know. And honestly, didn’t Steve ask for his name when he first woke up? Did he have no manners?
“Home!” Steve repeated his earlier words. He didn’t care if he ended up lost, the least he could do was try and find Robin. Which he could not do if he was stuck here on a human boat. “So, you are going to wreak all of our Ranger’s hard work?” The man yelled back, but Steve did not turn to look at him. He can see the water, with all its beauty, all he needs to do is jump. “You need time to heal,” the man continued when Steve didn’t answer, "and Lucas needs a teacher! We can help each other,”
For whatever reason Steve hesitated, maybe it was because he saw himself in Lucas. Sure, he was younger when he started up as a healer, but he was just as eager to learn. Desperate to be of some use to his pod, knowing that he couldn’t protect them in the ways he wanted. Because he would never be as strong as the girls, he wasn’t as smart as the scholars, and he couldn’t identify the right plants to gather. It was by some miracle that his teachers saw something in him, it was probably the same thing he saw in Lucas.
“I have to find my family,” Steve said, trying to talk himself out of staying. “Humans are dangerous,” it had been on repeat somewhere within him ever since he discovered his situation. “So are mermaids,” the man said, he was closer now, but Steve knew he could still jump if he tried to grab him. “If we are both dangerous then neither of us are, right?” Steve didn’t understand why, but it made a sort of sense to him.
For the first time, Steve pulled his eyes away from the water, not yet looking at the man. It was Lucas who his eyes found, the boy still holding him up with gentle hands. He must have figured out what Steve was from that conversation and now understood why Steve was at the rails. Steve could see the hope in his eyes, that Steve would stay, that Steve would teach him. “Show me your books,” Steve whispered as he pushed away from the rails.
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Merman Adrift
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A Mermaid and Pirate AU
Chapter 2
“More! More!” The children shouted as Robin and Steve collected the shells and pearls from around them. It was a shell game that had the kids so entranced, the kids had to guess what pearl hid inside what shell. After so many wrong guesses, one of them finally managed to figure out the pattern. Shouting out the correct shell and in the excitement of victory, Steve and Robin had let the shells float away a tad too far.
“More shells? Aren’t you tired of shells?” Robin asked, faking her boredom as she examined the shiny blue pearl that was held between her fingers. “Don’t you want something more fun?” Steve continued, adding a twinge of a whine in his voice to sell the act. The youngest of the kids, gasped as if he had just said something blasphemous. In her eyes he might have, Maris had a particular passion for Steve and Robin's game days.
“Shells is fun! More, pleasseeee.” Maris pleaded, giving her best baby seal impression. One that the two never found out how to refuse, not that they were going to. Trying to suggest they end the game was just one of their ways to get the kids invested even more. It wouldn’t do for the youngest of the pod to get bored while all the capable adults were away. That is why Steve and Robin invented game days. To occupy the young while everyone was gone.
Steve gave a questioning gaze to Robin, it was for the show, but he could see the amusement behind it all. “Fiinneee, but only because you asked so nicely.” Robin conceded as she placed the pearls in the shells and Steve did the same. “Ready?” Steve asked, holding one shell in each hand and his other two floating beside him. A cheer of affirmation echoed from the children, setting them into motion.
Steve threw one shell high and the other low, Robin throwing one to his left and the other high. Steve grabbed the one thrown to the left as well as his spare that he was floating beside. By the time he has retrieved his shells Robin already had her arms ready to go again. On and on it went, retrieving and tossing the shells to one another in fast action. Once they felt it had been enough time Robin and Steve lined the eight shells lined up for guessing.
“Okay, what do we think is inside shell number 1!” Steve shouted, as the children buzzed with excitement before him. “Green! I kept my eye on it the whole time!” Dylan exclaimed as he swam to the front of the group. Steve opened the shell and sure enough, a green pearl rested inside. The kids let out a cheer and behind him, Steve knew, Robin was adding a tally to the ‘You Rule’ side of the ‘You Rule vs You Suck’ board. There were very few in that section, but the kids worked hard for every tally they got in their favor.
“Any guesses for number 2?” Steve asked, as he held up the shell for better viewing. He knew that they were trying to look for any identifying features, but Steve and Robin went through great pains in getting identical shells for this game. Their search would come up with nothing. “Ooh, I know!” Maris said, waving her hands around her head, “Its-”
Before she could say anything else a shock wave came from the farthest end of the pod. The wave was so big that it threw their group back against the rock wall nearby. Robin recovered first, swimming high in the water to see what has happened. While she did that Steve checked on the children, their small bodies hit the jagged rocks hard. Luckily there were no serious injuries because Steve had left his medicine bag back home and he didn’t know what he would do if one of the kids broke an arm.
“Steve!” Robin screamed from above them, fear evident in her voice. Steve whipped his head up and began to swim up to meet Robin where she floated. “The Kraken! It’s destroying everything!” It was loud enough that he was the only one to hear her panicked words, and Steve scrunched his face up in confusion.
The Kraken couldn’t have done this. “Are you sure it’s the-” Steve started before he finally saw what she had been seeing, the pure destruction of it all. Houses were crushed and bodies of the dead floated in murky red water, and the center of it all was the Kraken. With too many tentacles to count and a massive body that made him wonder how they missed it approaching.
“This makes no sense-” Steve stammered, the Kraken didn’t bother itself with the likes of merfolk, and their species had an understanding; The merfolk don’t disturb it, and it doesn’t decimate them. As far as Steve knew the Kraken hadn’t been seen in their waters for years, so why was it here destroying their home? “It doesn’t have to make sense! We need to get everyone out of here now!” Robin yelled over the pounding in Steve's ear, grabbing his arm and dragging him back down and out of sight of the beast before them.
“Okay kids, we are going to play a new game,” Robin said as her hands and voice began to shake. Robin tucked her hands behind her and Steve knew she would need a moment to recover her voice, “It’ll be like a game of tag. You swim in the fissures and don’t stop, or else Robin will get you.” Steve continued for Robin; she would have to take over soon though, he didn’t know where to tell them to go and she was the only one in the group that had been outside of the pod.
“There will be a pod at the end of the fissure over there,” Robin said pointing to the east, all traces of her fear leaving her to keep the kids from being afraid. “That will be the safe zone. Tell them that you are fleeing the Kraken, that’s my code name.” Robin swallowed, “You can’t tell them that though, it’s a part of the game. You stay with that pod until we come and get you, okay?” The children hesitatingly nodded, and Steve could tell that the older ones of the group knew they were lying but none of them said a thing. “Then get going and stay together!” Steve shouted and the kids swam for the fissures nearby.
“We need to help everyone escape,” Robin said once they were sure the kids were gone. Steve had been thinking about it, of course, but he hadn’t expected Robin to say it. To him at least. Steve was never let anywhere near fights, for many (mostly valid) reasons: Male mermaids were significantly weaker than their female counterparts and, as such were never let far from the pod and never within sight of the humans. Most other beings who call the ocean are unaware of mermen’s existence and that is how Merfolk liked to keep it. They have racked up quite a few enemies in the ocean and they wanted to keep the knowledge of their weaknesses under tight wrap.
Another reason is that Steve has never even won a fight with his kind; the pod would never let him get into a fight with an entirely different species. Most importantly, for him at least, was that Steve was training to be a healer. His training was nearing its end in fact; his teachers have said that he was one of their best students. It meant he was kept away from any combat for everyone's safety. Even when the fighting came so close to their pod. If Steve got hurt that meant the pod was down a healer.
“Then let’s go,” Steve stated, trying not to let on his fear of going into this situation with just the two of them. Because it was just the two of them, no women or men to come to their aid. The women had gone on a hunting trip, and the men were off gathering herbs and supplies. Robin and Steve were the oldest, bar the already injured and elders who were meant to be resting.
There was screaming coming from all around them and Steve didn’t know who to help first. People were trapped under rubble while other's tails were bent at odd angles. Steve went to help an elder who was pinned under a collum. His hand looked to be broken but once Steve lifted the collum off the man Steve was glad to see that was the extent of his injuries.
Robin, who was only a dozen feet away from him, was trying to wake up somebody who fell unconscious. “That’ll take too long! Get her as far away as possible while keeping her body stable!” Steve shouted over the screams around him; he wasn’t sure that Robin heard him until she grabbed an elder who was rushing past her and handed the woman to them. Then she was off assessing wounds and whether someone could get away on their own; Steve doing the same, although he was having trouble keeping up with her speed.
Steve had been helping someone out of a half-collapsed building when it happened. He wasn’t even sure what it was. One moment he’s halfway out of the opening he created, and the next the building collapses fully, with him still in it. At first, he didn’t register the pain as something that belonged to him, like when you see a wound that is so gruesome that you can’t help but have sympathy pains.
Sure, Steve thought he was past that with all the injuries he’s seen as a healer's apprentice but today was a whole new level. He had let his mental guards slip in the moment he should have held them firm. Then Robin came into view, horror written all over her face as she rushed to his side. “Steve!” Robin cried as she attempted to pull him free. That is when the reality of his situation and his injuries came flooding back to him.
Steve wasn’t feeling phantom pain, it was all too real, and he was stuck in a crushed building. As Robin gave another pull to try and free him Steve let out a wail of pain. Something was puncturing his tail, and the pulling was only making the wound bigger. “Robs! You need to clear the rubble,” Steve managed to say between the piercing pain. “Right. Right- I just need to” she muttered to herself as she began to haul as much as she could off him.
The feeling of being crushed and Steve attempted to wiggle himself free, and by the luck of the gods whatever had been stabbing into him was no longer there. "I think that’s good!” Steve called out to Robin and in an instant, she was by his side and pulling him free. “It’s too dangerous to stay! We need to get out of here!” Steve couldn’t help but agree, he didn’t think he could continue to help if he wanted to. There was an ache coming from his tail that was hard to think past. Steve nodded and Robin took the lead in the escape.
He tried to keep up with her, he did but Robin was 2x faster than him when he wasn’t hurt. Now she was going her top speed, and he was going foggy in the head. By the time he realized that he would need help keeping up Robin was too far away, and his voice had left him.
His eyes were shutting without his say so and forcing them to open was becoming harder and harder. It wasn’t usually this hard, right? Why was it difficult to remember a time when he wasn’t bone-deep tired? Before he knew he had stopped moving, floating to the surface as he floated into unconsciousness.
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There was a man's hand touching his face, but something was wrong. His body went still, not floating and Steve was dry. It was a feeling he only knew because of the underwater caves near the pod. Robin had shown them to him but there was no sun in those caves. He can feel it on his skin, the warmth that never quite penetrated to the deep waters of the pod.
Steve couldn’t tell what was happening around him, but the hand felt nice. It was gentle in a way Steve couldn’t quite describe, but the closest he could think to compare was loving. Steve could have drifted back to sleep just like that if it weren’t for the stabbing that he felt from where his tail should have been. ‘My legs’ he thought panicked as he grabbed the hand that had been holding him.
“Who are you? Where am I?” Steve demanded, now that he had his eyes open, he could tell he was on a human ship. Humans, why did it have to be humans? Steve tried not to let his fear show but he knew that he was doing a shit job at it. If the humans found out what he was, and how weak he was, then his whole pod could be in more danger than they already were. Not just his pod but Merfolk as a whole.
“Gareth, baby. Do you not recognize Hellfire?” The man pleaded, and Steve couldn’t help but feel a bit angry. He didn’t know who this ‘Gareth’ was, but he didn’t appreciate being mistaken for him. “What the fuck is Hellfire and who is Gareth?” Steve spit out with all the anger he felt leaking into his words. Somehow the man looked even more devastated, “You baby, you’re Gareth,” he said in a calm voice.
Without thinking Steve responded with “My name is Steve,” and as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew it was a mistake. He should have pretended to be this ‘Gareth’ but now he had just blown his cover, and this man knew what he was. He clearly loved Gareth deeply, enough for Steve to look like said man. Because despite the male merfolk not having enough strength to possess The Sirens Song, they still took on the appearance of the beholder's loved ones.
Now he gave away his one advantage on this strange ship, and he had no clue what to do next.
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I dont want to see Robin as Steve and Eddie's emergency contact, I want to see Eddie as Steve and Robin's emergency contact.
He gets called when they got drunk and locked themselves in the bathroom, when theyre being too catty to the older Hellfire members, when they've managed to fan the fires of the parties many relationship problems and its not even noon yet.
Disaster Duo Stobin just crashing around in life being utter bitches and its Eddie whose striding through the doors of Home Depot apologizing to the traumatized employee who dared to try and mix them paint.
DMing for a new group of friends and middle of his first session, his phone starts ringing off the hook.
It's Max.
Ominously, she says; "They're at the animal shelter."
Eddie abandons the game.
Like give me a man who everyone thinks is so dangerous and deadly until they realize Stobin is walking him like a dog.
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Merman Adrift
A Stranger Things, Mermaid and Pirate AU
Chapter 1
“Captain!” Eddie heard Dustin yell from the bird's nest. “Aye!” he yelled back as he stood from his seat, grumbling as he did. Was it too much to ask for one minute of peace so he could rest his feet? With Dustin around it might as well be.
The kid took any chance he could get to mess with Eddie, well everyone really but sometimes it felt like Eddie got the worst of it. Which really shouldn’t be the case, with him being the captain. Eddie swore that the only reason he let him get away with the disrespect was because of the boy's age but they all knew that to be a lie. If Mike tried the same shit Dustin did, he would be scraping barnacles when they next docked. The real reason Dustin got away with all that he did was because he had been Gareth's favorite.
“There’s a man in the water!” Dustin yelled, his lisp more pronounced than normal due to the volume he was using. Eddie looked up to see what direction Dustin was looking, and following his gaze Eddie soon saw it too. He couldn’t make out the details but not too far in the distance was the district figure of a man floating in the water. There wasn’t much else Eddie could make out without his telescope, pulling the needed item off his belt Eddie took a closer look.
The top half of the man was the only visible part he could see, everything else was hidden below the water. They were still too far to make out the details of his face, but Eddie could see short brown hair. The man wasn’t wearing a shirt, which was what probably saved him from being dragged underwater. Seeing as he was unconscious and unable to tread water himself. Besides the clear muscle the man had built Eddie couldn’t tell anything more about him. “Will! Change of course! Sail west, towards that man!” Will gave a thumbs up as he shifted course to Eddies orders.
By now all of Hellfire was watching the body in the water, some hoping he was still alive others sure that he wasn’t; All curious to know what had happened. Eddie, being the only one with the sense to have pulled out his telescope, knew that the man was alive. He could see it in the way his chest rose and fell with the wave as if he breathed with the water.
With the boat fast approaching the man, the wind always on their side, what Eddie thought he knew about the man changed. What he had thought to be short hair was now longer somehow. Eddie told himself that it must have been stuck to the man's face or hidden under the water. But hair was not the only thing different about his appearance. What used to be the build of a swimmer, lean and compact was now broader and bulky.
That should have been Eddie’s cue to leave. He’s read far too many stories of sailors being lured in by some helpless-looking person before tragedy; They were the tales he told to spook the kids on long nights. But the only creature Eddie knew of that could change their appearance in such a way couldn’t affect him. It was the only reason he was the Captain of Hellfire and not someone more capable like Jeff. Granted Eddie grew into the role, but he didn’t always have what it took to make the right calls.
Take now for example; Eddie should tell Will to take them as far away as possible. Whoever was in the water would surely die but it would keep Hellfire safe. ‘When was a pirate's life ever safe?’ Gareth's echoed in his head; it never failed to force Eddie to live on the edge, if only by a little. Now that this was something he wanted... he couldn’t find it in himself to argue because that was Gareth in the water.
The love he had thought was long gone. Should be long gone but against all odds it was him. Eddie would know him anywhere. He would know every crevasse of his lover's body, even in the dark and he could only touch. “Get the ropes ready!” Eddie yelled as they were almost at a point where they could hoist him aboard. It took some time but once they fenagled the ropes to around Gareth's middle they were able to start pulling.
Eddie had intended to watch as Gareth was pulled from the water but a yell from Mike had him thoroughly distracted, “Blimey! How much does this man weigh?” Eddie furrowed his eyebrows, watching Mike with confusion. ‘This man’ Mike should have recognized Gareth, so why use unfamiliar terms? Eddie decided to put away his thoughts for later when Gareth was safely aboard the ship, and by the looks of it, they were struggling to do just that.
“Never took you for the giving up type,” Eddie said as he took ahold of the rope when he saw Mike’s grip falter. “Big talk for the man sitting by as we do all the work,” Mike snarked back, shifting his feet for a better grip. “Does this look like sitting by Michael?” He asked with one brow raised. “Does this look like sitting by?” Mike mimicked with an annoying high-pitched voice. “I would flip you off, but my hands are a little busy right now,” a pause before an evil, evil, smile formed on his face. “But Dustin's aren’t. OHHHHH DUSTIN!” and without missing a beat, Dustin stuck his hand out from the crow's nest edge and gave Eddie the middle finger. “Ha ha ha- get back to work!” Eddie exclaimed, silently wishing he had a hand free to return the gesture.
It took way too long to pull Gareth to the deck, but Eddie would gladly wait those few minutes to see his love again than the lifetime he thought it would take. Now they had him laying on a blanket from storage, as they tended to his wounds. Wounds Eddie didn’t remember Gareth getting in that battle, but he had no idea how he was brought back to them. He had no idea what happened between that battle and now, besides these cuts look to be new.
Lucas was hard at work, cleaning the wounds and sewing the wounds the best he could with what they had on hand. Eddie made a mental note to restock their supplies sometime soon. They were already running low but now with Gareth back it would be gone faster than they planned. While Lucas worked Eddie crawled forward to be closer to Gareth. With one hand Eddie cupped Gareth’s face as gently as he could. Eddie could see his eyes flutter as he slowly gained consciousness.
“Gareth? Can you hear me?” he asked as he ran his thumb over Gareth's cheek. All around him, the Hellfire crew froze where they stood. Lucas’ hands were in the air as if they were stuck there and he looked at Eddie with wide, shocked eyes. “Gareth? Eddie, are you okay?” Jeff asked as he pushed himself off the rails he had been leaning on.
Eddie didn’t have time to question why everyone was behaving so weirdly because at that moment Gareth awoke with a start. A loud gasp escaped his lungs and his hands gripped the one Eddie had been holding him with. Gripping him with an inhuman strength, Eddie noted. “Who are you? Where am I?” There was panic in Gareth's eyes, panic that Eddie had never seen directed at him. It broke his heart a little, but what broke it more was the question he had asked. ‘Who are you?’ It may have been said in a moment of blind panic, but the idea of Gareth not remembering him was... well it was unthinkable.
“Gareth, baby. Do you not recognize Hellfire?” Eddie pleaded, not bothering to try and retake his arm from his lover's grip. “What the fuck is Hellfire and who is Gareth?” ‘Amnesia’ was the first thought that popped into Eddie's head. It had to be the reason for this behavior. “You baby, you’re Gareth,” Eddie said slowly, treating him the same as he would a spooked ally cat.
He might as well be, with the way he was eyeing the deck rail, clearly contemplating jumping off for escape. But Eddie's words must have caught his attention long enough to halt that thought. “My name is Steve,” Eddie ripped his hand away faster than he thought possible. But then again, a lot of impossible things are happening today. A male mermaid was on his ship.
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Eddie who develops some sort of fainting problem post demobats that will comedically announce when he's about to pass out with a simple "goodbye" "down I go" or "see you in a bit" before crumpling
Steve who has brain damage induced seizures that sings a little jingle mid aura as he's laying down
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