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There's a little bronze vase built into the foot of the headstone. Nancy digs out the grass clippings and sticky cobwebs that have accumulated since the last time someone used it, then sits down cross-legged on the grass, the way she used to sit on her bed across from Barb while they worked on their homework and whispered secrets and hopes and dreams. She unwraps the plastic from the flowers and settles them into the vase, then retrieves the water bottle from her bag to fill it.
"Hey," she says quietly. "Hey, Barb."
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"What, you think I'm making it up?"
"No, I'm just saying, like, I've seen you. We share a locker room."
"So?" Buck demands, hilariously outraged.
"Just saying." Eddie shrugs, grin tugging at his mouth, and goes in for the kill. "You know, nothing to be ashamed of, but I'm pretty sure I'm bigger."
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Or: Buck, and Eddie, and the (literal) dick measuring contest.
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Through his cracked-open window, he can hear traffic in the distance. The sound is clearer at night. It's temperature inversion—he learned that long enough ago that he doesn't remember who told him, but if it wasn't a teacher it was probably Buck. At night, the ground cools, chilling the air near the surface, refracting sounds so they travel farther. It's not an echo, but it's something like it.
In his room, in the warm yellow light, his mattress shifts as someone sits down, and Chris thinks about echoes.
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"You don't see the problem," Buck says finally, in as measured a tone as he can, "with getting married to me. For tax purposes."
"Not just tax purposes," Eddie says indignantly, like that's Buck's main sticking point. Buck finally turns his head and looks at him. Still stupid. Still beautiful, in a light-colored Henley that makes his skin glow, his long fingers curled around the neck of the beer bottle resting on his knee. His big brown eyes and the encouraging little smile on his lips, like he's offering Buck a special treat, instead of a lifelong fucking commitment of platonic marriage. Buck wants to kiss him, or maybe strangle him. Either one would serve Eddie right.
Or: Eddie proposes marriage (platonically). Buck spirals.
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Eddie and Hen stock the ambulance, talk about some things, and don't talk about others.
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dance in the dark of night by glorious_spoon, S3anchaidh
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
14 Feb 2025
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For the 9-1-1 Five Alarm Fest 2024
Day 1: Coda or Missing Scene
Day 2: After a Dry Spell
Day 3: Intercrural
Day 4: New Experiences or Kinks
Day 5: At the Firehouse
Day 6: Rare Pair or Solo Play
Day 7: Creator's ChoiceMany thanks to Fraddit and Queerfables for the encouragement and help with fic titles!
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Eddie says, “The brownies are good, Buck. And you didn’t even have to get a hint from someone in your attic this time.”
Buck smiles at him, so at least Eddie can still do one thing right.
That feeling lasts through their next call, and the next, and then it all goes to hell.
It’s a call at a church, which feels a little on the nose. Some kid crawled onto the roof through the bell tower; Buck is harnessed up there and getting the kid down.
Eddie is on the ground. Buck’s foot slips.
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Or: Eddie's Abuela left him something in her will that he can’t stop thinking about, and he has a crisis of faith. Grief, love, and what it means when someone sees you a little too clearly.Bookmarked by glorious_spoon
23 Dec 2025
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It's Not a Big Deal by AidaRonan for strawberryspence
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
28 Jul 2022
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Eddie survives, but his entire life is locked away in the Upside Down forever (his books, his DnD stuff, his guitar.) Everything that wasn't on Eddie when Steve carried him into the ER, gone.
So naturally Steve starts giving him things. Handing Eddie back those little outward markers of who he is.
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20 Dec 2025
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The party keep track of who’s died in the most dreams (other people’s). It starts off as a joke, but it kind of helps, in a weird, morbid kind of way.
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15 Dec 2025
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When Lucas Sinclair starts to apologise for missing The Cult of Vecna, Eddie initially thinks that he’s hearing things.
Well, actually, the first thing he thinks is something along the lines of ‘what the fuck are you talking about?’
It takes him almost a solid thirty seconds to even vaguely remember his campaign; the last day of school before Spring Break feels dreamlike, as if it happened to someone else, as if he just watched everything through a fogged-up window.
“Jesus, Sinclair. I’ve got an ongoing list of folks who owe me an apology since, like, sixth grade, and trust me, your name’s not on there. Can pretty confidently say it never will, okay?”
Eddie sees Steve tilt his head ever so slightly from where he’s walking just ahead of them, like he’s listening in. Spots his faint nod of approval.
Eddie can’t decide if he resents it or finds it endearing—kind of gets the ridiculous feeling that Steve’s vetting him on behalf of the kids.
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15 Dec 2025
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“Do you think kissing a guy feels different?” he asks Eddie, who’s leaning back against the wall, hugging one knee to his chest. His toes are wedged under Steve’s arm, because Eddie’s bed is actually pretty small. Steve doesn’t mind.
“Harrington,” Eddie says pleasantly, “what the hell are you talking about?”
“I’ve never kissed a guy,” Steve says, frowning as he thinks about it. “Obviously. But I’ve kissed a lot of girls. And, you know, it’s a little different every time, right? But what if— what if kissing a guy is, you know. More different?”
Eddie laughs. “That’s it, man,” he says, plucking the joint from between Steve’s fingers. “No more weed for you. You’re cut off.”
Steve pouts, crossing his arms. It feels kinda silly when he’s lying on his back. “Hey, come on!” he says. “I mean, I want to know!”
Steve learns a thing or two, mostly without noticing. Eddie’s just along for the ride.
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14 Dec 2025