LOST BOYS BY ACATCALLEDMALICE
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LOST BOYS BY ACATCALLEDMALICE
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#artbytukru
Steve has been staring at his reflection for ten full minutes, tie knotted, shoulders tense, eyes a little too wide. Eddie watches from the doorway, leaning against the frame, arms crossed, chewing the inside of his cheek.
Steve has been staring at his reflection for ten full minutes, tie knotted, shoulders tense, eyes a little too wide. Eddie watches from the doorway, leaning against the frame, arms crossed, chewing the inside of his cheek.
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So, when Steve was told to keep his hands to himself for the entire week he was out of town, Steve unfortunately knew he’d listen.
He also knew there was no way he wasn’t cumming in his jeans before the end of the week.
#steddie 🔞
So, when Steve was told to keep his hands to himself for the entire week he was out of town, Steve unfortunately knew he’d listen.
He also knew there was no way he wasn’t cumming in his jeans before the end of the week.
#steddie 🔞
Which mood are you?
#steddie #steveharrington #Eddiemunson #fanart
Which mood are you?
#steddie #steveharrington #Eddiemunson #fanart
when Steve comes out as bisexual Eddie gets mad, not because he’s an homophobic or hates Steve, they are friends now at the end of the day, but because everyone welcomes Steve, hugs and tells him they love him for who he is
even in school, after someone spreads the rumor
when Steve comes out as bisexual Eddie gets mad, not because he’s an homophobic or hates Steve, they are friends now at the end of the day, but because everyone welcomes Steve, hugs and tells him they love him for who he is
even in school, after someone spreads the rumor
Let's Make it for the Better P4
The cold doesn't leave him, not as he packs his bags, not as he hugs Wayne, not as he hugs Dustin with promises whispered in between sobbed breaths.
Not as he boards the plane and leaves state lines.
Not even when California sun scorches his face.
It's Still for the Worst P3
Eddie is cold. He's cold from the minute that Steve's car leaves his sight down the road. He's cold all the way home, he's cold even as Wayne takes him in his arms, concern clear in his tone.
He realises, he's been cold for a while now.
It's for the Worst
Robin has never in her short little life seen someone cry the way Steve wakes up crying in that first week he'd moved to California.
It's not just crying. It's sobbing, it's body wracking heaving, it's snot and spit.
Almost like he's purging something from his body.
Let's Make it for the Better P4
The cold doesn't leave him, not as he packs his bags, not as he hugs Wayne, not as he hugs Dustin with promises whispered in between sobbed breaths.
Not as he boards the plane and leaves state lines.
Not even when California sun scorches his face.
The soothing sounds of lively carols being sung, the delicious sugary treats that melted in his mouth, the bright and colorful lights strung all over the place, but especially… the smells.
Oh yes. All the smells.
The soothing sounds of lively carols being sung, the delicious sugary treats that melted in his mouth, the bright and colorful lights strung all over the place, but especially… the smells.
Oh yes. All the smells.
They have matching fishing vests.
They go everywhere.
They have matching fishing vests.
They go everywhere.
Steve wasn't sure he'd ever get used to how casual Eddie had become about sex. Gone was the shaky virgin who had stabbed his jagged nails into Steve's tight hole, long replaced by the smoking hot man currently sliding skilled fingers into the heat of his slick hole.
"Like that baby?"
Steve wasn't sure he'd ever get used to how casual Eddie had become about sex. Gone was the shaky virgin who had stabbed his jagged nails into Steve's tight hole, long replaced by the smoking hot man currently sliding skilled fingers into the heat of his slick hole.
"Like that baby?"
Steve followed closely behind as Eddie sprinted out of the trailer.
“So what exactly is our plan here?”
“Make as much noise as we can! Draw the bats”
“And then what?”
“We improvise!”
Making weapons for the attack, it was almost like he could forget what was at stake here, watching Eddie play with Dustin while making shields, talking to Robin while she filled bottles with gasoline.
Steve looked down at himself, to Nancy’s hand touching him, and back up at their faces. Shock coloring his expression as he panicked, staring at the blood that he shouldn’t even have in order to bleed.
“What, what is happening?”
Steve followed closely behind as Eddie sprinted out of the trailer.
“So what exactly is our plan here?”
“Make as much noise as we can! Draw the bats”
“And then what?”
“We improvise!”
Making weapons for the attack, it was almost like he could forget what was at stake here, watching Eddie play with Dustin while making shields, talking to Robin while she filled bottles with gasoline.
Steve looked down at himself, to Nancy’s hand touching him, and back up at their faces. Shock coloring his expression as he panicked, staring at the blood that he shouldn’t even have in order to bleed.
“What, what is happening?”
“Steve what are we doing here? We just watched Chrissy DIE in my trailer!” Eddie paced back and forth in the abandoned Harrington living room.
“I don’t know! Let me think! That definitely wasn’t anything natural, but even I couldn’t see what was doing that, we need to call the kids.”
Making weapons for the attack, it was almost like he could forget what was at stake here, watching Eddie play with Dustin while making shields, talking to Robin while she filled bottles with gasoline.
Steve looked down at himself, to Nancy’s hand touching him, and back up at their faces. Shock coloring his expression as he panicked, staring at the blood that he shouldn’t even have in order to bleed.
“What, what is happening?”
“Steve what are we doing here? We just watched Chrissy DIE in my trailer!” Eddie paced back and forth in the abandoned Harrington living room.
“I don’t know! Let me think! That definitely wasn’t anything natural, but even I couldn’t see what was doing that, we need to call the kids.”
The school year starts up again. Steve is so glad that Eddie is there for the kids where he can’t be everyday. He still hangs around the lunch room sometimes, but it seems to distract the kids more than comfort them when he is in the classroom.
Steve looked down at himself, to Nancy’s hand touching him, and back up at their faces. Shock coloring his expression as he panicked, staring at the blood that he shouldn’t even have in order to bleed.
“What, what is happening?”