#so prepare yourselves

[damnit-buck]

hope you guys are prepared for two weeks of me complaining about how hot it is

[intothelightofadarkblacknight]

i can’t believe it’s gonna be memorial day in two weeks like when did that happen

[itsheartbeat13]

I think what I'm most excited about with the Percy Jackson show is that this fandom is finally getting gifsets. This has been my greatest wish for so long and to finally scroll through the Percy Jackson and see beautiful gifsets has restored so much HP and mana.

[badcaseofcasey]

Steddie Soulmate/Met as Kids AU - Part 4 Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Leave it to Dustin and the rest of the kids to almost immediately befriend the one person in all of Hawkins High that Steve was trying to avoid. Steve probably should have seen it coming - he knew the kids liked D&D, and he knew that Eddie was a founding member of the Hellfire Club. It was only a matter of time, really.

But Steve had naively thought that it would take at least a year for the kids to find their way to the Hellfire Club, and by then, ideally Eddie would have finally graduated (third time’s the charm, right?).

But no, they’d barely made it a month into the school year and all of a sudden Steve’s having to listen to Dustin rant and rave about how amazing Eddie Munson is on a daily basis, a tingle running up Steve’s ribs every time.

“Isn’t it cool that there’s a D&D club?” Dustin said. “Eddie says the school has tried to get him to shut the club down multiple times, but he’s always been able to convince them otherwise. I swear, if Eddie had stats, his charisma would be off the charts. I keep telling you D&D isn’t just for nerds!”

“I went to high school with that guy,” Steve argued. “He is absolutely not proof that D&D isn’t just for nerds. If anything, he confirms it.”

There was a moment of blessed silence and Steve let out a slow breath. If he was honest with himself, there was something about hearing Dustin talk about how Eddie had taken them under his wing that Steve didn’t mind hearing about at all. The idea that Eddie was looking out for the kids when he had been so nervous for them entering into high school felt right.

“So, did you like, know Eddie?” Dustin asked suddenly, knocking Steve out of his thoughts. “What was he like when you were younger?”

“Dustin, the guy’s a two-time super senior,” Steve said. He would rather be back fighting demodogs than have this conversation. “He’s a year older than me and he’s still in high school. Why do you care what he was like when I knew him?”

Dustin rolled his eyes. Luckily, up to this point, he’d written off Steve’s reluctance to talk about Eddie as jealousy.

“Because he’s awesome - did you know he plays guitar?”

Now it was Steve’s turn to roll his eyes. He honestly did not want to picture Eddie Munson playing guitar - for more reasons than one - but he certainly wasn’t interested in hearing about it second hand from what was essentially his kid brother.

Unfortunately, a side effect of Dustin assuming Steve was just jealous was his insistence that they had to spend more time together to make up for the time he spent at Hellfire. Which is how Steve found himself driving the kids home from Hellfire Club meetings without a good enough excuse to get himself out of it. Thankfully, Steve had managed to avoid running into Eddie and could mostly just zone out while the kids relayed their most recent session the whole drive home.

He’d successfully made it through three weeks of Hellfire pick-ups without seeing Eddie - he usually had to stick around to clean up after the group, even after the kids had all piled into their respective rides home, something Steve could definitely relate to. Of course, Steve’s luck had to run out eventually - it had never really been all that great to begin with.

One particular night, he had been kept waiting outside the high school longer than usual. He stepped out of the car and checked his watch, before putting his hands on his hips. He really didn’t want to go in there, but it would only be so much longer before his instincts would force him to go check on the kids.

Right when Steve couldn’t take it anymore and was about to go inside himself, the side doors burst open. Through them came Dustin, Mike, and Lucas, each with a cardboard box, and behind them, the King of Hellfire himself, Eddie Munson.

“Steve!” Dustin yelled. “Sorry we’re late, Eddie needed our help loading some stuff into his van.”

“All right, Henderson,” he yelled back, “just get a move on, I don’t have all night.”

Steve watched as Eddie led them over to a beat-up looking van, hardly sparing Steve a glance as he went. Steve felt his eyes lingering on Eddie before he could think better of it, that magnetic pull he felt behind his ribs back in full force. Really, this was the first time Steve had been around Eddie without the judgmental eyes of Tommy H and Carol on him, and he was taking full advantage.

Eddie had definitely grown up a bit since last year. Steve guessed they all had, really.  But Eddie was filling out the leather jacket he’d had since sophomore year better than ever and Steve couldn’t help but let his eyes drift down to the bandana hanging out of his back pocket as he bent over to shove the cardboard boxes into the back of the van.

Dustin and the others said goodbye to Eddie, giving high fives and thanking him for a great session. Not once did Eddie’s head turn in Steve’s direction. As soon as the kids said goodbye, Eddie was shutting the van doors and climbing in the driver’s side door.

“Man,” Dustin said. “What did you do to piss Eddie off? He’s much nicer when Nancy picks us up.”

“You know I was a dick in high school, Dustin,” Steve responded, keeping his eyes on the road. “Eddie and I ran in very different social circles.” 

“We get it, you were cool in high school,” Mike sneered from the back seat, earning a smack on the arm from Lucas.

“So not the point I was trying to make, Wheeler.”

“He probably just doesn’t realize that you’re better now,” Dustin said. “Past-Steve would never have been friends with me, voluntarily.”

“I’m not sure I’m your friend voluntarily now, Henderson.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to talk you up to Eddie next time I see him, make him see that you've changed.”

“Trust me, Dustin,” Steve said, sparing the van one last glance as they turned out of the parking lot. “The last thing Eddie Munson wants to hear is you complimenting Steve Harrington.”

“Only assholes refer to themselves in the third person,” Mike said.

Steve rolled his eyes. He had no idea what he’d done to deserve this, honestly. Except that maybe he did - a little bit.

Part 5

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[sacredprayerdean]

taylor came to me in a fever dream and told me we’re getting the lead single from midnights this week

[smol-bean-of-the-smols]

behold, c a t

and the beginning of a doodle page. of soft things.

[mascwhump]

My brain really said “nah this is just gonna be spicy” when writing chapter 11

[wkemeup]

THERES A SEQUEL ??!11!11!

AND ITS 12K LONG AND MEGA ANGSTY!!