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◇ Bec | They/She/He | Queer | 29 ◇ A shifting amalgam of whatever has captured my attention at the moment formosus_iniquis on AO3

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your eyes can be so cruel (just as i can be) |  E  |  50k

Artist: @kaspurrcat (tumblr and twitter)

Beta Reader: @ablogcalledrevenge

Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson; Dustin Henderson & Eddie Munson; Corroded Coffin & Eddie Munson

Characters: Steve Harrington; Eddie Munson; Dustin Henderson; Claudia Henderson; Wayne Munson; Robin Buckley; Nancy Wheeler; Corroded Coffin (Stranger Things); Henry Creel | One | Vecna; Upside Down Hive Mind

Tags: Alternate Universe - Labyrinth (1986); Future Fic - Early 2000's; Period-Typical Transphobia; Minor Animal Injury; Hospital/Illness Mention; Slow Burn; Transmasc Eddie Munson; Trans Eddie Munson; Eddie Munson Has Powers; Steve Harrington Has Powers; Enemies to Lovers; Magic; Fantasy Elements; Hive Mind; Hallucinatory Imagery; Possessive Behavior; Eventual Smut; Mild Angst; Happy Ending

Trigger Warnings: Depictions of Violence; Period-Typical Transphobia

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fat character who becomes a vampire and loses a ton of weight and blood can not sate their hunger but they can't eat anything they used to like anymore. everyone views it as a positive healthy positive development but they're starving and dying slowly but never truly dying, a living corpse. this is a metaphor for something

People finally think they’re attractive and cool and funny but they’re dead. People finally treat them well but they’re dead. Do you see the vision

Transforms into a shell of my former self and finally gains the respectability society never bestowed upon me before

Steddie I 2.1k I different first meeting I modern au I one sided enemies to lovers I rated T

“I mean, if looking like a dyke is the goal, you're nailing it,” Steve tells Robin as she holds the phone back to showcase her date outfit. “Change the belt, I think-”

He hears a throat clear behind him and spins around to find Eddie the bar manager standing behind him, a blank face and closed off body language.

“Shit,” he mumbles. “Rob, I have to go. I'll text you after work.” He hangs up on her and stuffs his phone into his back pocket. “Sorry about that. Hi, you must be Eddie.” He holds out his hand to shake but Eddie just looks at it. He lowers it, the sting of rejection biting low in his stomach. “Um. Harvey said you just got back from a tour? That's cool.”

“Mmhmm.” He sniffs. “You're on garnish duty,” he says, cold and succinct, before turning away.

It's only Steve's third day behind the bar but he'd been slinging drinks with Rachel the night before. Barback duties are beneath him, he's got six years bartending experience. He doesn't want to complain though, not to Eddie who hated him on sight, and not during his first week.

Do you guys think Barbie exists in the Star Trek universe? Because it would be really funny if they started making like diversity barbies when we discovered aliens were real. Like whenever someone joins the federation, they make barbies of them.

This is Vulcan Barbie, this is Tellarite Barbie, and this is Andorian Barbie, together with Star Fleet Barbie, they make up the Federation Barbies® collection. And then people were like but we want more representation, so they started making a "Federation and friends" collection, and there's Ferengi Barbie, Orion Barbie, Bajorian Barbie etc etc

and they should have starship playsets!!!

generally you shouldn't write run-on sentences because they get confusing and it doesn't give the reader a break. that doesn't apply to me though my run-on sentences are fun and understandable and they have a rhythm to it that makes you want to keep reading

Steve Harrington, who has a very “in name only” relationship with his parents, the people who claim they love him lots but have simply given him cash for his last six birthdays without bothering to send a card. 

Steven Harrington, who lost his connection to the only adults in his life who actually parented him when he had his final fight with Tommy and Carol-- not that they ever really did that much. Having an adult put a bandaid on his knee and complimenting him for being tough was plenty enough. 

Steve Harrington, who drove Dustin and co. to the Byers house that one Christmas and was told by Hopper not to come in; that Joyce was still mad at him about the ‘demodog in the fridge’ and figured his exclusion was fair--it wasn’t like Hopper actually liked him. Joyce certainly had no reason to. It wasn’t like he was doing anything for Christmas anyways. 

I’ve been tinkering with the idea of an urban fantasy “All Fairy Tales Are True” setting where some fairy tale characters are mortals who reincarnate and live through their story again and again with no memory of their past lives, but other characters are immortal, carrying over biases and grudges and regrets from the last time they went through this.

Snow White’s dwarves keep her room exactly as she left it, and keep a wary eye on the horizon for the day she returns. When she does they treat her like a beloved daughter come home, cook her favourite meals, warn her to stay away from apples this time, and keep calling her the wrong name.

Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother found her a touch ungrateful last time, and has decided not to appear to her this time around to teach her a lesson in gratitude. This Cinderella, without the memory of the last time, is still a terrified, miserable woman desperate to escape her awful situation.

The Witch in the gingerbread house has developed a thousand traps to eat those goddamned kids. She’s failed every time. She lives a life of Sisyphean torment previously known only to cartoon coyotes.

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Blue in the left pocket means he’s either here to suck (light blue) or fuck (navy).

Or “My vessel is a dangerous source of radiation; you may approach from my starboard side”, but only if he’s technically a boat.

Robin knows Steve well. She basically knows what and when Steve is going to do and say. Not to say that he doesn't have free will but... well... Robin knows.

He sat on her bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling and Robin very much knew that whatever he said next was either going to be really insane or very important. Robin paid attention, not that she wouldn't have anyway.

"Do you think men are hot?"

Robin looked over at him. Apparently, Steve had chosen insanity. "No. that's what being a lesbian means, Steven."

thinking about steve hanging out at eddie’s place asking if he can borrow a jacket or something because he’s cold. eddie’s like “sure, no problem, man. go ahead. help yourself”—completely forgetting about the detailed “manifesting steve harrington as my future boyfriend” shrine he’s got hiding in the back of his closet. & steve is so starved for love—that when he accidentally stumbles upon it in his search for a jacket he’s just like “omg 🥹🥹🥹 does this guy have a crush on me? i’m tickled pink 🥹🥹🥹🥰”

like literally imagining helga’s shrine from ‘hey arnold’ but it’s eddie’s shrine for steve

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