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in light, a shade of you by Kayndred
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016), Black Jewels - Anne Bishop
11 Dec 2025
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Blood are supposed to have some deeper connection to the land. He never believes it as much as he does then, Steve stalking barefoot across the ground, avoiding all the hazards Eddie's boots flattened. The way the sunlight catches in his hair but not his eyes.
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(let me be clear) every version of the story ends with you being slaughtered by voxofthevoid for tenderblender
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
10 Oct 2025
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Yuuji’s grandfather is burning when the strangest man he’s ever met asks him to choose his hell.
“Will it be you?” Yuuji asks. “The one to kill me.”
There’s a brief pause before the response. “Probably. I wouldn’t entrust Sukuna’s vessel to anyone else, certainly not at full power.”
Something twinges in Yuuji’s chest at the assumption there. A duller clench follows—not quite guilt.
“No,” he says, finally looking up. “I mean now.”
Even with the blindfold—worth a sharp flare of confusion each time he looks at Gojou—Yuuji can tell Gojou’s surprised. He can see it twist into a frown too, and it’s somehow a kinder expression than all his smiles have been.
“Definitely then,” Gojou tells him. “I’m already here anyway. Just so we’re clear—you’re choosing to die now?”
When told to choose his hell, Itadori Yuuji picks the easier one—a clean death, then and there. He couldn’t have known that it was never really a choice.
Or: Gojou Satoru kidnaps a teenager, supposedly for his own good.
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One night in November of 1983, a boy goes missing from Hawkins, Indiana.
He is just a body, a thick cuff locked around his ankle, chained with iron to a bolt on the hardwood floor. He is just a body, locked inside of a bedroom with an empty closet, a bed, a nightstand, and a cage. He doesn’t look at the cage if he can help it. He looks outside. He is just a body, staring out at a backyard he’s never been allowed to enter, where the grass is starting to brown from the heat of the sun. All he can see is dusty grass and tall trees, and a little shed at what must mark the edge of the property.
Only there is a body. Another body. A real human body—only, that can’t be right. Steve hasn’t seen anyone in … he doesn’t know how long it’s been, since the blonde man took him here. The blonde man doesn’t want him to see anyone, to be seen by anyone. All he wants is for Steve to be his, and to turn Steve into a body.
The other body is in the yard, moving on clever legs with slow graceful steps. His head swivels from side to side quickly as if he is looking for something. It makes his long curls sweep across his shoulders.
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give me a call if you ever get desperate, i'll be like one of your girls by NotesAppWitch
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
14 Jul 2024
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“Uh-uh, don’t deflect." Robin scolds him. "You’re going to shoot your shot.”
Steve snorts so hard it hurts. “That would be creepy and unprofessional. And I sort of kind of did.”
Robin lets her jaw drop dramatically before making grabby hands at his phone. “You have to let me see. What did you say, ‘Hey remember when you gave me a lap dance for a music video, let’s do it again sometime?’”
“Ugh, god, when you say it like that, I regret sending him anything at all.” Steve holds his phone over his head to keep it out of Robin’s arms reach. “All I said was,—oh, he. He responded.”
Steve: hey, you are killing it on ur tour, seems like so much fun. wishing u the best!💙
Eddie: thats smth an estranged ex would say
Eddie: you have to fuck me at least once before u get to text me like thatRobin has tucked herself under his chin to see his DMs. “Oh my god, Steve.”
“I didn’t think he would see it,” Steve says dumbly, staring at the screen.
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There’s an old photo, grainy, electric, legend now, of Steve Harrington with bloodied gums and a grin like a threat. His mouth is split open in something too sharp to be joy, and his eyes burn with the kind of defiance that could level cities. Like he’d set the world on fire just to prove it couldn’t touch him.
Eddie remembers. He'd seen it.
Punk was a snarl. Punk was a fist through the drywall. Punk was angry in a way that felt like home. It howled when he couldn't speak, let him bite down when the self hatred frothed up too hot. It didn’t ask him to be okay, it dared him to be furious.
That picture, really, had redrawn the entire trajectory of Eddie's life, lit the fuse on something that had been quietly smoldering in him for years.
Pity Steve Harrington had turned out to be such a fucking sellout.
(or: the early 2010's punk au)
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“Listen,” Steve raises both hands to still him like he’s some sort of feral animal, “I have a friend, okay? And this friend likes someone of the same gender. And can’t take that someone to prom because… well…” he trails off and looks at Eddie helplessly.
Oh. That… was unexpected. “Because this is Indiana and it’s backwards as hell?”
Or: Steve Harrington asks Eddie Munson to prom