im not saying i’ve curated an exceptional eddie playlist but i have.
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im not saying i’ve curated an exceptional eddie playlist but i have.
hey uh, quick q. why do so many people in this rpc wake up every morning and decide to be bigots?
i - i wish i knew. if i did i’d avoid them. 😭
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oh look. the love of my life. 🥹❤️
send me a 👌for my muse to drunkenly confess something // steve harrington from @demobatted
he’s definitely had a few more beers than he’d normally consume, on top of the meds given to him at the hospital... this is not an ideal situation. he’s half stretched, somehow half curled on the sofa. the harrington home has felt more like an actual home than he’d ever expected, most of that due in sole part to steve harrington. there’s a slight sigh as he leans back against the plush accent cushion. a pause before.
‘ i’ve slept here before you know. we were seventeen. you were so in love with nancy wheeler. ‘ there’s a goofy sort of grin as he hummed. the memory not particularly good, but an oddly fond one. ‘ i stayed to help you clean up. and you were so fucking cute. piss drunk, high as a kite. you kept calling me pretty and touching my hair. which wasn’t grown out yet ‘course but. we actually slept together. like. sex. ‘
there’s that.. landmine just exploded. eddie nestles down further in the plush seat. looking increasingly nostalgic. ‘ you were very into it. but then when you were clinging like a koala to a eucalyptus tree, you called me nancy and kissed me. and i waited til you fell asleep and fucked off. but. i slept on the couch. just where you’re sitting. cleaned up first then left before you got up. ‘
cute rings x
' wanna model 'em for me big boy? ' a finger to trail along the line of steve's throat with unwavering gaze. the pull of a smile on his lips. ' don't panic babe. breathe through it. besides. no one was watching. ' a glance towards where a customer now filtered into the store. eddie slides away with a grace belying the injuries that have him using both cane and bracing for his leg. ' we can pick this up later. how 'bout that? ' // @demobatted