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chronicrabbit · 2 years
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They’re arguing again.
It’s been getting worse recently; the constant bickering like an old married couple.
Steve could usually understand why Eddie was annoyed with him, their disagreements typically toeing the line between heated and playful.
Usually, it was because Steve got a piece of nerd trivia he “definitely knew” wrong on purpose to mess with Eddie.
Or a lot of the time, it was a disagreement on what to watch for movie night, culminating in Steve and Eddie attempting to speak over one another to deliver their point on why their movie was superior while they wrestled to grab at the other’s.
This time, though…
It had started with a comment from Jason Carver.
The asshole was bitter about the almost role reversal between himself and Eddie once Eddie’s name had been officially cleared, the government coverup painting him as the unlikely hero who’d fought off a crazed serial killer to protect the children who’d bravely gone to find him.
Hawkins citizens, not wanting to take the blame of organizing a town-wide witch hunt for an innocent 20 year old and a bunch of freshman, had turned the blame on their old golden boy, citing him as the instigator that’d “poisoned their minds against the Munson boy” and ultimately shunning him.
Jason evidently hadn’t taken too kindly to the change, demonstrated by the drink he’d hurled at Eddie’s head outside of the diner they’d just walked out of and the seething insult that’d barely passed through his teeth before Steve’s fist was connecting with them in a brutal hit that knocked the jock flat on his ass.
In the blink of an eye, a fight had broken out between Steve and Jason’s still loyal cronies, one that ended with Police sirens, a very unimpressed Hopper, and several broken noses and bruised knuckles, including Steve’s own.
Eddie had been stonily silent as he drove them back to Steve’s place, his knuckles white from the suffocating grip he had on his steering wheel and his gear shift.
Steve almost wished he’d left it at that, just allowed Eddie to drop him off and toddled inside to care for his wounds without prodding.
Maybe if he just hadn’t said anything, they wouldn’t be having the screaming match they were currently having in the living room of his house.
“I just don’t understand why you’re so upset about this!” Steve shouted, hands spread out in a questioning shrug as Eddie let out a scoff, rolling those big brown eyes with clear but no less confusing exasperation.
“Of course you don’t, Steve!” he shot back, continuing to pace across the floor with such intensity Steve would be surprised if he didn’t wear a path into the carpet.
“Of-fucking-course you don’t understand! Because that’s just what you do, right? See a threat and swing a punch without a single thought in your fucking head!”
Steve jolted back as if the shouted words were a physical blow.
He sorta felt like they were, a dull pain settling deep in his chest, familiar warmth bubbling up behind his cheeks and eyes.
He pinched at his nose to stave off the hot tears that threatened to spill, wincing as he agitated the no doubt nasty bruise forming on the bridge from a well aimed punch.
“Don’t-“ Steve started to say, his voice wavering as he fought tooth and nail to keep it steady.
“Don’t say that. You… you’re the only one that doesn’t call me dumb. Please…”
Eddie’s expression dropped in an instant, all of that tightly coiled anger disappearing in an instant as he turned to face Steve with deep and instant regret glimmering in his dark eyes.
“Steve,” he breathed, taking a hesitant step toward him. He closed the distance quickly as a tear escaped past Steve’s well laid and well practiced defenses, trailing down his shame flushed cheek before he could manage to stop it.
“Steve, I… I didn’t mean it like that. I’m so sorry,” he spoke in a shockingly gentle voice, as if he expected Steve to just shatter in front of him.
Maybe he would.
“You’re not dumb. You- fuck.”
Eddie’s head dropped down, hanging low between his shoulders as he reached out oh so carefully, taking Steve’s hands in his own.
Steve could feel his heart beating in his throat as Eddie smoothed his thumbs lightly over the bruises forming on his knuckles, the ghost of a touch that was still more than enough to send him reeling.
“I just wish you would think about yourself, sometimes, that’s all.”
Those huge brown eyes met his full force, darker and deeper than any ocean, more vast and more beautiful than the night sky, and Steve was certain he could lose himself in them trying to count each and every constellation.
“You risk so much of yourself all the time. If Henderson can be believed, you have been since ‘83. So many years of putting others before yourself, of being the brave one, the fighter, the protector.”
As if to prove his point, Eddie’s hand came up to hold Steve’s scraped up jaw, his thumb lightly tugging at the scabbed over split on his bottom lip.
Steve winced, but he didn’t move away.
Couldn’t.
“You take care of everyone else. But… who’s gonna take care of you?”
Eddie started to pull away, the lack of proximity, of guitar calloused hands on him, leaving him colder than he’d ever been.
Steve was moving before he could fully think it through, his hand coming up to grip Eddie’s wrist.
He pulled gently, bringing Eddie’s surprise slackened hand back up to once again cup his jaw while he leaned into the touch like a cat.
“Are you volunteering, Munson?”
Steve honestly couldn’t tell who moved first, but the two met in the middle, their lips connecting in a passionate kiss; the kind of kiss that made time stop, that launched ships, that made even the worst cynic believe in love.
A new warmth bloomed through Steve’s body, all encompassing like bright sunlight on a summer morning, and he had never felt safer or more cared for than at that moment, gathered up in Eddie Munson’s arms.
And Steve thought, if this is what happened when they argued, they should argue a lot more often.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 21 days
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License to Kitty.
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hurristuff · 11 months
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For this Disability Pride Month, I saw a post that was shittybad and it made me angry. So have this
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1alchemistart · 4 months
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dont got much to offer for The Holiday but have these sillies!
happy valentines day :D
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valeriapryanikova · 6 months
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This season, on Hermitcraft...
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📸📸📸 (screenshot redraws :D)
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itsadancingdinosaur · 7 months
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I'm so glad the fnaf movie just kept Balloon Boy as this creepy mf. No explanation. Why is he here. Who is he. Who cares? All the jumpscares with him were great
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brungeons-and-bragons · 10 months
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Bitches will be like “my ship just got confirmed” and then show you a single low-res frame of ambiguous origin where the characters walk out of a room together. It’s me. I am bitches.
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magicomens · 7 months
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Strap in folks, we're gonna have a minisode!!!
First >> Prev >> Next
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somerandomdudelmao · 3 months
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I made some colored refs for my comic ~ And also some sketches because can you guess who is my favorite haha
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uncanny-tranny · 10 months
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Amatonormativity has destroyed so many people's understanding and acceptance of themselves, and it's heartbreaking.
Yes, it is normal to be in your 20s, 30s, or older and not have lost your virginity, had a first kiss, or a partner. It is normal to say that you aren't ready for those things, too! It is normal if your life doesn't follow the "college graduate -> engagement -> buying a home -> 2.5 kids and a dog" trajectory that so many people have idealized.
So many people associate maturity with losing your virginity, or having a first kiss, or a serious relationship, and I think that's a dangerous association. Maturity isn't gained through those things, and you don't have to have those experiences to be considered "mature" or "grown." It is not a bad thing to go at your pace. Nobody else can live your life but you. If you end up having those experiences, that's great! But it should be done because you want to experience them, not because you feel "broken" and "immature" without them.
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arundolyn · 6 months
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ouchie
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It’s been a minute, (both post wise and design wise) so decided to update the fam + a couple additions compared to last time
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mildarka · 20 days
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Felt like making a reverted AU
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ruikasas · 8 months
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project voltage - hatsune miku icons
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knifearo · 6 months
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you can literally just be aromantic. it’s free and nobody’s stopping you :)
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