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This is the moment of just letting go by bluesummermoon
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
12 Aug 2024
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Steve tries to avoid social media most of the time but all bets are off when he’s this close to being wasted. At this point, he’s scrolling Instagram and going down Robin’s following list, he finds what he’s looking for as his throat tightens again. He clicks the username.
And there he is.
Eddie Munson, the love of Steve’s life, who doesn’t remember him or the life they had together.
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After an emergency that hits way too close to home, Buck proposes a spontaneous trip to El Paso to look at houses—and maybe visit Christopher while they’re there. Eddie, initially skeptical, thinks that might be the worst idea he’s ever heard. Three days, just a quick trip. What could possibly go wrong?
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07 Dec 2025
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Before Eddie can think of any more excuses, Buck bursts back through the surface of the water with Eddie’s body in his arms.
Eddie looks down at himself, still kneeling on the dock, and then at what is unmistakably also him in the water. Buck sucks in a great gasp of air, but the Eddie in the water doesn’t. His head slumps limp onto Buck’s shoulder, and the puzzle pieces of the last few minutes suddenly fall into place.
Finding himself back on the dock with no memory of how he got there. Buck unable to see or hear him. Eddie’s hand passing right through him.
Oh. He didn’t make it out of the water. He drowned.
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After an injury on a call, Eddie finds himself something he never expected to be...
A ghost.
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07 Dec 2025
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Time feels as slow as dripping molasses, stretchy and malleable, with no rules attached. Eddie doesn't know how long he sits like that for, rubbing his eyes until he sees colorful shapes blooming in the darkness, but it's probably not too long if Buck hasn't started a conversation with him yet. From sound alone, Buck is currently vigorously rifling through their shared wardrobe, while humming a tune, some commercial jingle.
There was no point in splitting up the clothes, since they usually ended up mixed again just a few days later. Eddie doesn't care if the hoodie he is wearing that day is Buck's, or if he sees his favorite socks on Buck's feet. It feels nice to share a home, to offer something of his and be given back the same way. It settles something possessive in Eddie's chest, even if every time he steals something of Buck's Hen raises a trademarked Eyebrow™ at him, pity and exasperation in equal measures.
When Eddie deems enough time has passed for Buck to get dressed, he lets his hands flop to his lap, opens his eyes and- oh. Oh no.
Not only is Buck not dressed, he's not even wearing his towel.
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04 Dec 2025
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“Eat,” Buck instructs. His tone is gentle and private, but there’s an undertone to it, one that Eddie knows well. It’s a firmness, something akin to a hand pressing down on the back of his neck.
“C’mon, man—”
A hand lands on Eddie’s other shoulder, thumbs pressing into Eddie’s shoulder blades, working in small, tight circles.
Eddie’s lashes flutter, a soft exhale escaping him.
“Come on, half the bowl. I know you didn’t eat breakfast, and lunch won’t be ready for another thirty.” Buck’s voice is edged with concern, and leaves very little space to argue. It’s only after Buck points it out that Eddie realises how hungry he is.
Suddenly, thumbs shift, pressing into the spot just at the base of his neck where he always holds a lot of tension, the muscles taut and straining with stress.
Another soft noise escapes Eddie. A part of Eddie wants to argue, but a shameful, insistent part of him is so grateful not to have to decide. He didn’t have to decide to eat, he didn’t have to decide what to eat, how much to eat, or when his next meal would be.
All Eddie has to do is relax under Buck’s hands and pick up a piece of fruit.
OR The joy of letting your boyfriend take care of you
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02 Dec 2025
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“Bobby?” Buck’s tone held a tiny shake of worry now, obviously unsettled by the knowledge that even Bobby seemed to be on such high alert with Eddie, but his eyes never left Eddie's face. Which only made it all the more obvious when the realisation dawned in Buck's expression, gaze flitting around the empty air around Eddie's head, as if he was imagining that he could see the pheromones Eddie was pumping out. “Oh.”
“Buck…” Eddie warned, attempting to stare him down, but failing pathetically when Buck's eye contact had his brain screaming give in, submit, present.
“You're in heat.” Buck breathed, and Eddie couldn't help but stare at the blush blossoming across Buck's cheekbones.
(aka - eddie goes into heat at work and both he and buck deal with it SO well and SO normal)(also, everyone has animal ears/tails xoxo)
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01 Dec 2025