ok but could you guys imagine how amazing it would be for max to come back next season fully blind ?? and she just stays that way ?? and she doesnât get any special powers from it ?? itâs just something she has to adjust to ?? normalize characters with impairments pls
give me a steve who wears his shirt when he goes to the pool now bc he doesnât want questions about his scars give me a steve who flinches when someone goes to put their arms around him or brushes against him give me a steve who is always fixing his shirts because he doesnât like the feeling of his scars against the fabric give me a steve who saw the stares from people and thought he has to hide them give me a steve who
eddie with a reader with a difficult background / parents
a/n: a huge part of why i took a huge hiatus with this blog was because i was diagnosed with cptsd and it has been something iâve really been struggling with so while not every difficult family situation can result in that this is just a way i tried to deal with or thought that eddie could help me through lollll
* even though he lives with his uncle
* he gets difficult people and relationships
* hence why he lives with wayne
* it takes you a while to open up
* scared that he might run away or leave when he sees what a situation youâre in
* but he doesnât
* as you explain all the twists and turns of your family he listens
* those warm brown eyes looking confused as you explain how much of a burden you feel like
* how you just never quite got it right
* he wonders how someone as amazing as you could ever doubt themselves or all that they bring to the world
* knowing you think less of yourself just makes him want to hype you up even more
* complimenting you on even the littlest things
* writing songs about the little things you do or the way you make him feel
* making you feel loved and appreciated
* but even the dm himself canât make it all better
* so when he walks in and sees you crying
* he knows what itâs about
* because itâs happened before
* he doesnât really say anything real
* just kind of coos and holds you until you stop crying
* and when youâre ready
* lifting your head from off of his shirt
* leaving streaks of tears and snot as you pull away
* but he doesnât care
* just pets your hair as you shake and cry into his chest
* when youâre truly done crying
* he doesnât press it
* but heâs absolutely there if you want to talk
* shifting you to laying on his chest as he runs his hands through your hair and listens to try to get your feelings out
* rubbing his hands down your back as it turns quiet
* laying kisses at your hairline as he tries to distract you with jokes and stories about hellfire club or corroded coffin practices
* and wonât stop until you smile or tell him that youâre just not in the mood
* which he respects
* he knows what itâs like not to have anyone to count on
* so he makes sure you can count on him
* heâs always there if you wanna hang out or even just be in the same room with each other
* while he might be distracting during homework sessions
* itâs not like heâs not helpful
* taking notes of what you need help with
* and even if he doesnât really pay attention in the class he asks other people for pointers or tips
* he motivates you just like you do with him
* waiting outside of the guidance counselors office as you ask for help with college submissions
* or taking you to get acquainted days when your parents canât be bothered
* even buying you matching t shirts from the bookstore with some money he saved
* he just tries to get your mind off of things as much as he can
* folding your hands together when youâre in deep thought
* asking you always if you wanna talk things through or if you just need someone to listen
* always offering for you to stay at his trailer
* driving you to appointments and school in his van bc he knows that sometimes they can make you more stressed before the day starts
* he always packs snacks before leaving
* knowing that you donât always eat when youâre supposed to
* the glove compartment littered with ziploc bags of homemade chex mix and different fruit by the foot flavors
* each accompanied with a little note from eddie himself
* things like
* thinking about you xx eddie
* do i tell you how amazing you are ? - eddie <3
* counting down the minutes until weâre reunited - with love, eddie
a/n: i know everyone uses this gif for soft steve stories but i mean câmon itâs thee yellow sweater
he feels you toss and turn next to him
feeling you shift in his arms
heâll internally groan, not because heâs tired but bc heâs sad youâre not sleeping
again plagued by anxieties, insecurities, and thoughts of the past
all things he was no stranger to
you think heâs still asleep as you try to sneak out of his arms as quietly and lightly as possible
his big palms squeezing your shoulders makes you look up and meet his squinting eyes in the early morning darkness
i couldnât sleepÂ
you whisper as you again begin to try to slide down and out of his arms
i can see thatÂ
he says as he brings you back up to him again and stuffs his head in between your neck and shoulder
he breathes deep as you squirm with restless energy
his hands lift as he again breathes deep and lifts his head from your shoulder
grab a jacket weâre going for a walk
you feel embarrassed that heâs staying up with you
steve you really shou-
enough, if youâre awake i want to be, besides i donât go to family video till 9 tonight
he grabs you his old Hawkins PE sweatshirt that he knows you love and a similar jacket for himself as he looks at you and your glassy eyes still in between the covers
i read youâre supposed to get up if you canât sleep so get up thatâs what weâre doing
a kiss lands on your cheek as you put your arms up and steve pulls the sweater down over you, pulling the hood up and then extending the kiss to your nose
youâre reading things about me?
a smirk landing on your face
not about you necessarily, just about not sleeping, now lets go sweetheart
its so quiet as you both make your way out the door
the only sounds being your sneakers against the pavement and the shuffle of your side against steveâs as he pulls you into him
the smell of cold air and dirt filling your nose as you make your way out of Steveâs neighborhood and onto the next street over
the streetlamps are really your only source of light as the sun isnât up yet
as you walk hand in hand steve shares different stories about the places youâre passing
i used to go to breakfast every morning here before high school he says with a smile as we pass the diner smelling like grease and the brewing coffee inside
yeah thereâs where i skinned my knee learning how to ride my bike when my parents werenât home, had to patch myself up and everythingÂ
he doesnât meet my eyes when reliving that memory, doesnât talk about his parents much unless necessary
the sun slowly starts to rise as you continue to walk
the world coming alive around the two of you
as your limbs start to feel heavier, and steveâs words become quieter, rounding the corner back to his house a shared memory comes back to you
and here is where i met you for the first time, campaigning for Jimmy Carter in a neighborhood like this? i knew you were brave baby
well i wanted to spread the good word you say, a grin falling on your lips when you remember steveâs dad answering the door and beginning to intimidate you
that is until his handsome recently graduated son relieved you of the questioning, and instead taking a button on his way out the door in his scoops ahoy uniform
while admiring the pin and turning on his heels on the porch he asksÂ
does your number come with the pamphlet?
now more than 2 years later and youâre returning to the scene of the crime
a kiss being left on your cheek as his arm leaves around your shoulder as he goes to unlock the door
you watch him move around his kitchen
setting up the coffee pot and kettle, slowly thinking of breakfast ideas as he starts to preheat your mugs with hot water
thanks again, i know you donât have to get up with me, but i really appreciate it when you do stevie
youâre not sure if its the nickname that makes him blush or the cool fall air still coloring his cheeks
his wild air sticking in all directions as he meets your eyes with a shy smile
eh well its good practice for when we have kids, little insomniacs like their mom
âYou realize of course that we could never be friends.â
âIf you could take him back now, would you?â
âIâm not in the mood today.â
âYou make me happyâ
âYou know, youâre really beautiful.â
âDonât tell me you actually believe itâŚâ
âAre you even listening to me?â
âIâd say Iâm sorry, but Iâm not.â
âIâm in love with you.â
âYou have already broken down my walls, and you had to break my heart.â
âEru, just ask ____ already.â
âAm I allowed to kiss you?â
âAccepting help doesnât make you weak.â
âDo not presume to know me â you donât.â
âYouâre bleeding â why are you bleeding?â
âActing tough will not make it hurt any less, you know this, yes?â
âI know it hurts, but it will stop soon.â
âWill we be okay?â
âWill you tell me when youâre ready?â
âYou test my patience every single day.â
â______ is my best friend. That hasnât changed.â âItâs clear your feelings for them have.â
âCan I braid with your hair?â
âPlease let me love you.â
âIâve never met a more stubborn person in my life.â
âI prefer you as my pillow.â
âI canât love ____â âBut you do.â
âYouâre so sweet when youâre focused,â
âI canât be friends with you anymore.â
âI donât think Iâve ever loved someone this much before.â
âI shouldnât forgive you.â
âThatâs not how you do it. Here, let me show you.â
âYouâre driving me insane.â
âItâs okay, I couldnât sleep anyways.â
âWhat do you need now?â
âI know you deserve better than me.â
âDo you trust me?â
âYou came?â âOf course I came.â
âI could really get used to this.â
âWait, are you⌠Jealous?â
âDonât make this harder than it already is.â
âIs this what you wanted all along?â
âI canât lose you.â
âDance with me?â
âYou canât expect that from me.â
âI know Iâm not the person you want, but Iâm here.â
âStay with me. Just for tonight.â
âI just wanted to see you smile again.â
âIt reminded me of you.â
âWe werenât supposed to do that.â
Send me a ship or group and a number (gen groups also work, the interpretation of each prompt is up to you) and Iâll write you a quick fic! Iâll only be doing one of each prompt so if yours is taken already Iâll respond and you can pick a new one if you want. Pairings/groups can absolutely be repeated!
synopsis: as much as we love him, eddie is a dumb teenage boy who would be so nervous and have no clue as to what someone does when in a relationship, but he tries and we love that. however,,, you want more
eddie is all rough around the edgesÂ
doesnât really ever slow down to think about what heâs doing
he shows he loves you
through his own eddie way
which you love
his arm around your shoulder weighing you down in the hallways as he asks if you caught the svengoolie rerun on tv last night and relaying you the plot if not
passing you more pieces of texas toast as you sit sandwiched in between him and his uncle while the tv dinners he made sit steaming before you
so when you ask for more romance
it kind of stuns him
like not that you donât love when he hugs you from behind
as you make him coffee
his soft hair tickling your shoulder as he watches you swirl the spoon around the mug
you always make it the perfect colorÂ
his grin resting against your cheek
you love the spontaneous date nights that are just hanging out in Jeffâs garage
listening to the same corroded coffin set over and over again bc
babe every time i play this riff, i think of you
you just want something a little more gentle ⌠and ⌠deliberateÂ
so he racks his brains of ways to woo you again
not that his natural charm isnât enough you reassure him
but now he has to prove to you that he can step it up
he first starts out by cleaning his van
yes that means a deep clean
vacuuming out in between the seats, and hanging a fresh tree from his rear view mirror
he also makes you a necklace
he takes the guitar pick heâs been using recently and puts it on a chain he finds on his dresser
taking the electric drill out of his uncleâs toolbox and drilling a small hole at the end
running his fingers over the smooth plastic
a smile coming to his face as he follows the directions of how to make a box out of newspaper
and he rents your favorite movie
from family video of course
snickers from robyn and steven donât phase him as he walks up to the counter with your favorite chick flick and candy
counting quarters from his center console and the couple of singles he has left over after filling the van up to get you the share size pack
more romantic if we share the one, you know hands meeting and all that
he thinks as he squints between the two packages
the next stop is your house
a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth
a technique you taught him if he ever needs to take a minute and slow down
his hands are as sweaty as your first date as he walks up the steps to your house
a small bouquet of wildflowers in one clenched palm as he jogs to your door
a rapping knock and a clearing throat can be heard
as you sit waiting for your amazing boyfriend
a small grin breaks out on both your faces as you open the door and see his outstretched hand offering you flowers as he holds the screen door open
i saw them and thought of you
and even though its cheesy, you know he really means it
because eddie munson is nothing if not authentic
as he takes your hand and opens the passenger car seat for you, telling you about his plan to watch your favorite movie projected on the other side of his trailer, the bed of his van being decorated with an assortment of pillows and blankets occupying the back
as you pull in to the trailer park, and he puts his hand on your seat to back into his parking spot
his eyes meet yours and show how nervous he his for tonight
you give him a reassuring smile as you kiss his wrist
iâm so excitedÂ
you say as he finally puts the car into park
the movie plays on as you lay legs intertwined and frogs croaking in the night air
iâm so happy iâm with you eddie
he grins as you lay your head on his chest but feel him shift and feel for something in his back pocket
sorry its a little squished
but its so eddie, you take off the top of the folded up box, made harder by the accidental crinkles around the edges of each corner
your eyes widen as they see the necklace inside, and hear the soft rustling of the chain against the ink stained paper
can i?
he asks as you grin and turn around, not even warranting him with a reply
after fastening it around your neck and letting the glass fall against the back of your neck
he places a kiss there as he runs his hands down your arms
how did i get so luckyÂ
you sigh as you turn your head for a kiss
oh you must know someone up there
he muses as you pull apart and his lips chase yours
a/n: these are gender neutral and basically just me projecting ! but i have been a steve bitch since season 1 so if i write more it will definitely be for him lol i love him so much
steve would be so so gentle with you
always making sure that itâs okay before even goin near you
but when youâre okay with it heâll hold you in his arms for hours
just running his hands up and down your arms while you guys watch a movie he picked up at work that he thought you would like or youâre reading to him
heâs watching yours eyes close as his blunt nails glide and make figure eights
he loves holding your hand
whether youâre sitting in the passenger seat of his car when dropping dustin off at hellfire club:
your two hands intertwined on the console as his left hand stays steady on the steering wheel
rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand as the car rolls to a stop and dustin exits the car
âmake good choices!â you both scream at the same time, being met with dustinâs middle finger as he opens the school doors
oooorrrrrrr walking in the mall together, his tanned arm leading you to the orange julius
âcâmon i donât wanna miss the new flavor just because you have shorter legsâ
his hand then slide up your arm as you go into a light jog rushing you into his chest so youâre closer and he shields you from the mob of people outside the kiosk
âthis wouldnât have happened if you would have jogged soonerâ he says as he stands behind you with his arm around you
he also just plays with your hands
heâll take it and trace in between your fingers and down your wrists
flipping your palm over in his hand
âlooks like you have a long love lineâ
bringing your palm closer so he can lay a kiss right in the center of it
if you were ever uncomfortable or felt like he was suffocating you he would back away right away
a simple âsteveâ and heâs off
knowing you need personal space every now and then
slinking back in the driver seat as he untangles his lips from yours and removes his hand from your waist
âyeah yeah got itâ with eyes still closed and lips swollen as his head hits against the head rest
never mad or exasperated with you or making you feel bad about it
sometimes when heâs holding you or even hugging you, you get a little teary eyed
he would gently wipe your cheeks with his thumbs as he comes in to lay kisses on your hair line
âyou know you deserve this right?â with all the sincerity in the world in his amber eyes
eddie would hate the beastie boys with a passion. doesnât get what theyâre all about.
theyâre not the good kind of loud
he would say, twisting the knob on the radio in his van one night, changing the station. after hellfire club one night, you decide to take a cruise before coming back to eddieâs. a huff leaves your lips as he again switches to one of the many mixtapes scattered around the vehicle, all of his making. you just wanna hear them uninterrupted once. your thoughts subside as his hand meets your knee, brushing along your leg as he turns into his trailer.
is someone jealous, munson?
 a knowing smirk playing at the corners of your mouth as you take in his narrowed eyes and bottom lip in between his teeth.
iâm not jealous, just don't like you thinking about another guyâs lyrics, that's all.
You feel your eyes hit the back of your head as his eyes look between the headlights shining on the trailer in front of you, and his right hand still on the gear shift. Your hand covers his and slowly brings it to your lips for a quick kiss.
you musicians are too serious.ya know, Mike D kinda has your head shape
now itâs his turn to roll his eyes as your laughter fills the van.Â
câmon lets get you inside before you start beatboxing princess
as quick as a flash heâs leaving a kiss on your forehead and slamming the door before running around the van and opening yours. Putting down his leather jacket on the floor as to not get your shoes dirty. He lowers to one knee bowing and offering his arms out to help you out of the van.
city Slickers would never be so hospitable.
he offers as you step over his leather jacket and he returns to full height. He then shakes off the jacket, making sure no grass clippings or leaves stayed on it and then drapes it around your shoulders, pulling you in closer as you both make your way to the lit up door.
theyâre offensive to gay people, i mean think about how Robyn feels
thumbing through records, his chest to your back, eyes scanning the albums covers as his hair fall on your shoulder. No Sleep Till Brooklyn plays over the loud speaker in Sam Goody to your delight and to eddieâs dismay.
Girls is Robynâs favorite song right now. you would know that if you expanded your music taste beyond the doom and gloom
his lips land on your neck as his eyes roll around his head.
you love the doom and gloom baby
his ringed fingers holding your waist catch your eye as they fall from the categories in front of you.
i do. i just think it might be nice to add to it. thatâs all.
your eyes light up when you see the B section in big black letters. your hand slips into his as you drag him down the aisle.
theyâre what you're choosing to spend your paycheck on?
Whenever you want to put them on he always groans which makes you have to hold his head in your hands while kissing all over his face and thumbing at his unruly sideburns.
okay okay okay
as he goes to put the cassette into the sputtering boom box on the dark brown dresser that has assorted sleeves and pant legs hanging out of the draws, a smile graces his lips as he turns his head and kisses the space in between your thumb and pointer finger. a content hum sounding from your chest as you feel his warm lips make contact and the familiar record scratch opening of the album.
you know iâd only put up with those punks for you right?
his tepid brown eyes meet yours, a sincerity in them that makes you want to look away.
Person A is always asleep when Person B is awake which makes calling/video chatting with them nearly impossible so Person A switches to the night shift at their job so that their sleep schedule lines up with the time zone that Person B is in.
Person A photoshops themself into a bunch of Person Bâs photos from moments throughout their life that Person A couldnât be there for because of the distance (birthdays, holidays, fun nights out, etc) and gives them to Person B as a gift.
Person A and Person B live so far away from each other that neither of them can afford to travel to visit the other, so they decide to meet somewhere half-way between them and explore a place that neither of them have been to together.
Person A writes Person B a letter every day, but they never send them. Instead, they put them into a folder to give to Person B to read when theyâre finally together.
Person Aâs time zone is east of Person Bâs which means that new movies, music, and tv shows are released in Person Aâs time zone first. Even when Person A is really anticipating a new release, they wait a few hours for it to come out in Person Bâs time zone so they can experience it for the first time together over video chat.
Person A and Person B have both moved away from the places they grew up and one day they meet each other online. As theyâre getting to know each other, they realize that theyâre both originally from the same city. They both correlate their schedules and each plan a trip back home to visit family at the same time so they can finally meet up with each other in person.
Person A starts their day by texting person B âgood nightâ and Person B ends their day by texting Person A âgood morning.â
Person A and Person B using video games like Minecraft to virtually hang out, build a house that they can live in together, etc until they can do those things together in real life.
Person A is on vacation (at a place that is not where Person B lives.) One day during their trip, they see another tourist who looks very familiar and seems to be looking at them too. It turns out to be Person B, who is also coincidentally on vacation at the same location.
Person A throws a message in a bottle into the ocean, knowing that itâs highly unlikely that it will ever actually make it to Person B. A few months later, Person B is walking along the beach when they happen to notice a little bottle poking out of the sand with a note inside.
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