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    “Oh, Hongjoong,” said Yunho. “I didn't know you felt that way.”
    “Yeah. That's why I'm telling you.”
    “That Seonghwa is your reason not to die?”
    “It's not that, I'm just… I'm. I was neutral on the topic. It used to not matter when death would take me. It does now.”

     

    a seongjoong dragon age origins au

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    21 Apr 2023

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    “Eddie, please.” It was the same voice, sounding a bit closer now. Possibly more panicked, but he couldn’t be sure. If this was death, perhaps this was whoever was taking him.

    So Eddie obliged, eyelids slowly cracking open. Above him was an angel. It had to be, at least, he reasoned to himself, because no demon or grim reaper would look nearly this nice. His vision was fuzzy around the angel, but he could make out pretty dark eyes, a strong jawline, and pink, soft-looking lips. A barely-there smile cracked on Eddie’s lips at the familiarity.

    “I knew angels were s’posed to be pretty,” he murmured, words lagging together ever so slightly, “but you look just like Steve.”

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    Or, Eddie thought he was dead, so it didn't matter that he spilled his secret to the pretty angel taking him to heaven.

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    Title from Morphine by Cade Hoppe

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    07 Sep 2022

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    Steve could play it cool during his shifts and hell, he'd even manage to distract himself whenever him and Robin were frolicking around town, getting Slurpees and talking about her love life. When he was alone was where the trouble started. He would hang his keys up on the hook next to the front door and the silence would immediately bombard him with echoes of "don't ya, big boy?", the very words that made his brain short circuit.

     

    (In which Steve Harrington unknowingly begins to make a mixtape for whenever he finds himself thinking about a certain metalhead)

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    01 Sep 2022

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    It’s 10:15 on a Sunday morning, and Steve is on Eddie Munson’s couch.

    More specifically: Steve is on Eddie Munson’s couch, in his boxer shorts and a shirt that's clearly been slept in, eating dry cereal out of the box and blinking slowly at the TV, which is currently playing WWF. His hair is more of a mess than Dustin has ever seen it outside of literal fights to the death. Eddie himself is nowhere to be seen.

    “What the hell are you doing here?” Dustin demands, dropping his backpack just inside the door.

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    18 Aug 2022

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    Eddie wakes from a nightmare about the bats. Again.

    About a week ago, Steve Harrington gave him his number with instructions to call if he needed anything. Said number is tacked on Eddie's wall under his Anthrax poster.

    555-9878
    -Steve H.

    But it's 3:17 a.m. and Eddie probably shouldn't call. Definitely shouldn't call.

    (Eddie calls.)

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    13 Aug 2022