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@vecnaaone said: “ i’m broken. “

MAX STOPPED SHORT AND STARED AT her stepbrother. She wasn't sure if she had been meant to hear that, or if he was talking to her at all. It was a vulnerable moment Billy was having and the redhead felt like she was witnessing a moment that was private. He wasn't looking at her and for a moment she considered slipping away before he turned his attention on her. Max knew from previous experience that Billy's temper could go from zero to sixty and she didn't want to be on the receiving end of his rage. Part of her waited for him to snatch her arm and squeeze it, or yell at her for simply existing.
❝ I...think we all are. ❞ The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. Max winced, ready for whatever wrath she was about to incur from him.
#vecnaone#★ i survived before i can survive again ( max mayfield )#i: billy hargrove#★ should i stay or should i go? ( answered )
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@vecnaaone said: [Eddie to Chrissy] “ you. i’ll always and endlessly fight for you. “
this couldn't be real.
again, and again, and again, something repeated it so as if to push her back to the scene that she was in; the part of reality she had retreated from since she laid eyes on that face. his face, god—the one they all had said their goodbyes to and not exactly that much long ago.
but how…?
chrissy stares at him from the ground, her clothes dirty from her last fall and the burning pain at the side of her leg a reminder that she shouldn’t stay still—above anything, she should have kept on running even after she had managed to escape the bats, but no, no she hadn’t. she couldn’t. her heart started beating faster than ever and the tears that followed threatened to cloud her vision, but she fought them in an attempt to stop his image from abandoning her—afraid that this was nothing but a delusion. her exhausted mind still playing games at her, as it had done for the last couple of weeks.
❝ eddie…? ❞ she whispers, another moment of complete silence before she can push her body into motion, unsteady but managing to get up, breathe, question if this is nearly the sanest thing to do and yet finding herself taking one step and then another, reaching him and—as if this was some kind of dream raising up her hands until she could feel the fabric of his clothes; joy and pain storming in the depths of her chest. he was really here.
❝ but how’s this…? you didn’t—after you ran to turn away the bats, me and dustin we couldn’t… ❞ she takes a step back, covers up her mouth yet, it’s already possible to see a sudden smile in her. quick and then fading, more so now that she retraced his words and remembered it all: the song over his trailer, the attempt to retreat, the boy that looked back, cut the rope and went down fighting—for her sake, for everyone's.
for her…? no, she might have heard it wrong.
❝ we can’t stay here, they could find you again! quick, eddie we have to leave! ❞ but she can’t stop at that now, can she? she’s not losing him again, and in her frenzy, chrissy takes his hand trying to guide him where the others might be. yes—she can question him all she wants when they’re finally safe again.
#vecnaone#do you ever feel like you're losing your mind? ; chrissy cunningham#first reply and i just KNOW HOW MUCH im gonna suffer with this au#thanks im in love#hsdfgf
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@wearethesavages sent: [ HUSH ] prompts that make me go 👀 || accepting

HE COULD HERE THE SCREECH of the demobats in pursuit of them. It was a sound that sent a cold chill straight down Eddie's spine. What he really wanted to do was curl up into a ball and fade away. But he didn't have a choice in the matter. It was either run or be monster food. Neither was a great option. The best he and Steve could do was depend on each other to get back to his trailer and make it through the gate. The two of them had been separated from Nancy and Robin at some point and Eddie hoped they were okay.
Suddenly, Steve was grabbing onto him and pulling him behind a large rock. Eddie's back was against the surface of the rock, his heart pounding so hard he was worried the demobats would hear it. Steve's finger pressed to his lips and Eddie's eyes widened though he remained silent as the demobats flew past them. When their cries were distant, Eddie narrowed his eyes at the other man. ❝ I wasn't gonna scream at them to come find us, Harrington. Give me a little credit here. ❞
#vecnaone#★ this is my year i can feel it ( eddie munson )#i: steve harrington#★ should i stay or should i go? ( answered )
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