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i wave goodbye to the end of beginning (goodbye) by steveharringtoned
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
21 Sep 2022
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Eddie Munson has been going steady with Steve Harrington for a little while now. He’s learned to expect the occasional disturbance.
In which he observes:
5 times Steve helps the kids, +1 time they help him.
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03 Jul 2026
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i wave goodbye to the end of beginning (goodbye)
steveharringtonedSummary:
Eddie Munson has been going steady with Steve Harrington for a little while now. He’s learned to expect the occasional disturbance.
In which he observes:
5 times Steve helps the kids, +1 time they help him.
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“Oh, haven’t you heard? Steve Harrington doesn’t cry.”
In which Steve Harrington breaks up, breaks a few hearts (including his own), breaks free, and finally gets to break down.
or: 5 times Steve didn't cry, and 1 time he did.
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01 Jul 2026
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it's alright if you love me
alivingfireSummary:
“Oh, haven’t you heard? Steve Harrington doesn’t cry.”
In which Steve Harrington breaks up, breaks a few hearts (including his own), breaks free, and finally gets to break down.
or: 5 times Steve didn't cry, and 1 time he did.
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It starts as a routine. Steve drives past all their houses, just to make sure they're home. And then it's not so easy to sleep any more without checking and rechecking.
Eddie catches him out.
(a story about healing in small parts with someone who understands, about the give and take, the sharing and the listening - and maybe falling a little bit in love along the way)
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30 Jun 2026
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to be cut adrift
cydonicSummary:
It starts as a routine. Steve drives past all their houses, just to make sure they're home. And then it's not so easy to sleep any more without checking and rechecking.
Eddie catches him out.
(a story about healing in small parts with someone who understands, about the give and take, the sharing and the listening - and maybe falling a little bit in love along the way)
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A spatula from the cup of utensils next to the stove floats into the air, hangs there a second, and then smacks him directly on the forehead.
“Ow! Fuck, okay. I guess that’s a yes. Are you haunting my house or me specifically?” Him, it’s definitely him, but it doesn’t hurt to have confirmation.
The spatula waggles in his direction, and then smacks him in the head again.
“Fuck! You can tell me things without violence, you know!” The cold feeling he associates with it (her) goes through him again, and it feels like laughter. “Are you…is it…is it Barb? Are you Barb?”
There’s a long moment of silence—or, well, it’s all been silence, but a long moment in which nothing happens—and then the spatula goes hurtling through the air like it’s being thrown and smacks him in the eye, before falling to the ground.
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27 Jun 2026
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you've got my heart, i've got your hand
zadeSummary:
A spatula from the cup of utensils next to the stove floats into the air, hangs there a second, and then smacks him directly on the forehead.
“Ow! Fuck, okay. I guess that’s a yes. Are you haunting my house or me specifically?” Him, it’s definitely him, but it doesn’t hurt to have confirmation.
The spatula waggles in his direction, and then smacks him in the head again.
“Fuck! You can tell me things without violence, you know!” The cold feeling he associates with it (her) goes through him again, and it feels like laughter. “Are you…is it…is it Barb? Are you Barb?”
There’s a long moment of silence—or, well, it’s all been silence, but a long moment in which nothing happens—and then the spatula goes hurtling through the air like it’s being thrown and smacks him in the eye, before falling to the ground.
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“Uh, you okay?”
Chrissy jerks under the sink, head banging against the porcelain hard enough to rattle her skull.
Eddie Munson stands in the doorway, hands tucked in his armpits like he isn’t sure what to do with them. He stares at her for maybe half a second before his gaze darts to the graffitied wall.
Chrissy gapes up at him, his frame mostly a blur of shaggy hair and denim, before reality hits her and she scrambles out from under the sink, knees shaky and locked up from being tucked under for so long. “What are you doing in the girl’s bathroom?” She demands, swiping at her face like he hasn’t already seen her in what is quite possibly the lowest moment of her life.
Hey, at least it wasn’t with her fingers down her throat.
Eddie rocks on his feet, still avoiding her gaze, “I don’t have a good answer for that seeing as how this is the men’s bathroom.”
Chrissy feels the urge to gag again.
Something in the corner catches her eye.
A fucking urinal.
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- Part 1 of Roll For Befriending Cheerleaders
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26 Jun 2026
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Roll For Befriending Cheerleaders
PhenomenalWomanSummary:
“Uh, you okay?”
Chrissy jerks under the sink, head banging against the porcelain hard enough to rattle her skull.
Eddie Munson stands in the doorway, hands tucked in his armpits like he isn’t sure what to do with them. He stares at her for maybe half a second before his gaze darts to the graffitied wall.
Chrissy gapes up at him, his frame mostly a blur of shaggy hair and denim, before reality hits her and she scrambles out from under the sink, knees shaky and locked up from being tucked under for so long. “What are you doing in the girl’s bathroom?” She demands, swiping at her face like he hasn’t already seen her in what is quite possibly the lowest moment of her life.
Hey, at least it wasn’t with her fingers down her throat.
Eddie rocks on his feet, still avoiding her gaze, “I don’t have a good answer for that seeing as how this is the men’s bathroom.”
Chrissy feels the urge to gag again.
Something in the corner catches her eye.
A fucking urinal.