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@thefreak-86

Steve couldn't believe he was actually here. THE HIDEOUT. Not necessarily the top of the line when it came to hangouts in Hawkins. Hell, it wasn't even in the top 5 bars. But here he was. He'd heard of a certain band that plays there on Tuesday nights. Never did he think he'd be showing up to one of Eddie Munson's shows, but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Nobody knew he was there; not even Robin. The plan was to have a few drinks, blend in with the crowd, catch a few songs, and then dip.

Little did he know, there wasn't much a crowd to blend with; he stuck out like a sore thumb. 'I should leave' Steve thought to himself, but it was too late. The music started to screech and he froze in place. Secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of Eddie before he was spotted.

[starcourtbrawl]

      Steve had made mistakes. Plenty of them over the years. They’d caught up with him, shaped him, helped him move on, but they’d never hurt him like this. It’s why he struggles to find any words, other than the immediate affirmations, as he does his best to prop Eddie up within his grasp. “Hey - Hey, no look at me.” A hand waves a few inches from his face, checking to see if Eddies eyes would follow, before returning down to support. 

      “What did I say about being the hero?” he speaks, loudly - a feeble attempt to both humour the man, and scold him for being reckless. “Yeah, you taught those bats a lesson, but you definitely paid for it. Shit.” briefly, his eyes scour for blood, and visible wounds that would look something akin to his own. 

      “We’re gonna get you out, alright? But you gotta tell me where the worst is. That bleeding has got to stop before you move.”

@thefreak-86. | from here. 

[nanlanmoarchived]

You’re really gonna face that thing without someone who knows how to dress a wound?

Apparently, Eden's snide comment had resonated because from that point forward, the Hamby girls were in on the plan, and oh what a plan it was. Jessica was adamant that Eden would stay out of the extra-planar hellhole that the others would go into and so they'd sat, packs full of medical supplies and getaway car ready should they need either an ambulance or a distraction, waiting below the rift between worlds for the others. Jessica'd been outside, taking a quick surveillance stroll around the trailer when the sound of Dustin and then Eden sent her running back into the trailer just in time to catch a glimpse of Eddie disappearing into the upside down. As Dustin began explaining, everything started moving in a blur. Getting Dustin through to chase down Eddie, the sisters following as quickly as they could only to find Dustin cradling the older boy's body, the other teens finding them as they tried to staunch the bleeding and getting him back through to their world.

The Hamby household quickly became an emergency room, much to her uncle's chagrin, but after a few days, things had quieted down to just Eddie recovering in the spare bedroom and Jessica curled up in the armchair at the foot of his bed, watching him like a hawk in between fielding messages over the walkies about what was happening out in the world and a few errands to make sure she was seen around town. The sound of Eddie rousing had Jessica abandoning her book on the small table beside her to settle on the edge of his bed, "Good mornin' sleepy head." She hushed softly as her fingers gently rubbed small circles against a small peek of skin on his chest not covered by bandages, "Well, I think more like, 'Good middle of the night' is more accurate but you get the point."

@thefreak-86 gets that starter I promised far later than I intended lmao

[nanlanmoarchived]

… Float away here with me An evening just wait and see But tomorrow go back to your man I'm back to my world And we're back to being friends Wait and see me, Tonight let's do this thing All we are is wasting hours Until the sun comes up it's all ours On our way here Tomorrow go back to being friends… Go back to being friends Tonight let's be lovers, say you will And hear me call, soft-spoken whispering love A thing or two I have to say here Tonight let's go all the way then Love I'll see you, Just for this evening Let's strip down, trip out at this One evening starts with a kiss And I'll wait here… And tomorrow Back to being friends

@thefreak-86​

[daemondaesed]

"Maybe?"

Send “Maybe?” if your muse has thought of kissing mine.

"Oh, right. Like when we first met? I'm sure I said some questionable stuff to spark that interest. You were totally checking me out, at least." Cherry trails off to mull it over. "...Unless you weren't? Still kinda wondering about that one, since you said you were into dudes. Not like it bothers me, I just like knowing if someone's looking at my lips to focus on what I'm saying, or if it's 'cause they wanna smooch 'em." A noncommittal shrug follows as she nods her head, as if to say, "I got it, man. We've all been there." A second later, she squints. "Rewind. This wasn't recently, was it?"

[nanlanmoarchived]

@thefreak-86 gets a plotted starter! 

Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong. Jessica had been a live wire for days since Chrissy’s death and the grotesque murders that’d followed and Eddie being made a suspect. The news made her sick to her stomach, not only for the students who’d died far earlier than they should’ve but for Eddie and all of the cruel things people were saying about him. They hardly knew him and yet he was the first to be blamed. Much to the vampire’s chagrin, her Maker had gone on the defense. No matter how much she protested, he was certain she’d had something to do with her classmates’ deaths and so she’d been grounded with a command and all she could do was beg for some piece of news from her “friends.” 

From what she could sense, Eddie was okay. Anxious, scared, but alive. The redhead had begged for days on end to be able to go to him, to bring him home to hide out as all of this was figured out but Bill wouldn’t budge. He’s got enough to deal with and the last thing we need is attention comin’ our way. And so she waited, clinging to that familiar connection that’d built between their blood. 

And then one night it changed. That shadowed version of Eddie that lived within her was painted technicolored with emotions, swelling with the ebbs and flows of whatever he was doing and she smiled, excited that whatever was going on was so different than before. Until it wasn’t. Until that aching fear, the sting of-- She couldn’t tell but intrinsically she knew something had shifted. And then he started fading, slipping from that familiar bond and sending the redhead scrambling for her Maker. It only took a moment of begging, her upset a live spark threatening to burn the house down and taking Bill with her. Bill, he’s dyin’ I can feel it. I can’t let him die. 

There was no time like the present for the younger vampire to learn how to follow that tie she’d created with Eddie (something she and Bill would definitely be speaking about later), and the sound of Dustin’s voice screaming for Eddie pointed them the final stretch. Jessica’s gaze went to the hole in the ceiling that Dustin was screaming into and her stomach lurched. Whatever this place was, it wasn’t good. Neither she nor Dustin took more than a second of clarification before the vampires joined in building a tower tall enough for the three of them to tumble through the ceiling. The details could be hashed out later, right now they had a mission. 

This place felt wrong and it was almost as distracting as the gossamer thin bond still linking her to Eddie. Time was running out. Dustin spied his body first and her heart sank. She was on the ground beside him in the blink of an eye, cool palm shaking as it brushed over his forehead, “Hey, hey, hey, you’re gonna scare Dustin.” She teased with a trembling voice as she clamped down on her tears. The last thing Dustin needed was that visual as Eddie lay hurt between them. “Everythin’s gonna be okay, you’re okay.” She pressed her lips to his forehead, “Bill’s gonna help, okay?” Crystal blue gaze scanned over his features. He was so cold already. Fuck. “Everythin’s gonna be okay.” 

[daemondaesed]

99 bottles of beer with cherry & @thefreak-86​ (from here)

    Cherry yelped with joy and horror at the ease with which Eddie scooped her up. “That’s cheating!” Cheating at what, she didn’t know. “If you drop me, I’m gonna kill you, and then you can come back as a ghost and lift me up again.” She couldn’t recall the last time someone had carried her like this. Wasn’t she too heavy? Sure, she was tiny compared to him, but her muscle had to count for something—unless he had hidden strength she was only now aware of. She threw her arms around him for support and buried her face in the junction of his neck and shoulder. “I’m so dizzy, this is worse than a funhouse.” She didn’t trust him to not fall over, but if he did, at least they’d be plummeting together. “How are you standing? Is this magic?”

    With a nervous giggle, she managed to pull her face away from him long enough to survey the surroundings. “Giddy-up! You know the way? ’S probably easier if I’m the leader...” Which meant she needed him to put her down. “...but I can’t carry you the whole trip.” She pouted. It was hard to tell if she was genuinely upset by the idea. “Really wish we could fly home in our sleep. It’s snooze time.” She’d have fallen asleep in his arms if he’d let her, but then that would mean she was safe with him instead of the other way around, and that meant she would miss the chance to play the hero.

    “C’mon, we gotta go left. And then left. And then straaaight...and then right. Then you get to see me work my magic on the window.” Her eyebrows rose and fell suggestively. “You’re gonna love my bed. So comfy, it’s like a...like a coffin. Lay down and you’re gonna be ready for that eternal slumber.” It was high praise, but it wasn’t exactly accurate. If she were to rest her head against the table they just left, she would have sworn it was just as comfortable.

[nanlanmoarchived]

@thefreak-86​ said :  “ we don't have to do this if you don’t want to. “

“Eddie. . .” The girl giggled softly, her voice honeyed with anticipation. The tip of her nose gently brushed against his, her fingers splaying to cup his jaw. This was the moment she’d been waiting for if she were honest; To be completely herself and completely accepted by Eddie. And so she smiled, the faintest flicker of her heart racing in her chest as she neared him, “I’ve wondered what it’d be like to kiss you for a very long time. I definitely want to.” Sea glass gaze searched his golden one, “As long as you still do?”