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( from here )
( don't wander off. famous last words, but miraculously, eddie does stay put. and just as miraculously, it was big mike's that he had ended up in. eddie probably should be more embarrassed at his current state, and he will probably cringe about it tomorrow, but mostly he's just excited to see steve pulling up, with a shout of 'see? i told you all he'd come!'
the most surprising, however, is that his gait is not nearly as wobbly as it probably should be, considering the amount he drank. )
Stevie, you came!
( don't wander off. famous last words, but miraculously, eddie does stay put. and just as miraculously, it was big mike's that he had ended up in. eddie probably should be more embarrassed at his current state, and he will probably cringe about it tomorrow, but mostly he's just excited to see steve pulling up, with a shout of 'see? i told you all he'd come!'
the most surprising, however, is that his gait is not nearly as wobbly as it probably should be, considering the amount he drank. )
Stevie, you came!
[ steve spots eddie, the calling of his name doing the trick to gain attention. steve rolls his eyes, hands on his hips as he waits for eddie to walk up to him. never mind the fact that eddie looks good, all leather and denim and rips and tears. steve's lips purse, and he controls himself with a huff of sarcastic air. he looks from eddie to the small crowd he's leaving, them all watching. steve feels embarrassed suddenly, and as a few people lift their beers on the patio, steve nods before turning back to eddie and his walk and his rings. steve swallows as eddie pauses in front of him. ]
Yeah, I came. You're fucked up.
Yeah, I came. You're fucked up.
( from here )
( the list of no's doesn't surprise eddie in the least, after all they've been through. he only has an inkling about all that steve has been through before eddie became inducted into the world's worst secret society, but the little he has gathered is awful enough that he does not need more details unless steve wants to provide them to eddie. )
no choking, no blindfolds, got it. i'll see you soon.
( and he's off. there's about ten minutes of radio silence from eddie before he's pulling up to the harrington house, nerves starting to get the better of him. it's one thing to joke about all of this over text, but putting it into action? he only hopes that he gives steve enough of a good experience that he wants to keep coming back for more.
armed with a bag of supplies, eddie hops out of the van and takes his time walking up to the front door. he knows he needs to just dive in headfirst, but it's one thing when it's with anonymous hookups, this is steve. he cannot afford to fuck this up.
knowing he cannot delay any further, finally, he knocks. )
( the list of no's doesn't surprise eddie in the least, after all they've been through. he only has an inkling about all that steve has been through before eddie became inducted into the world's worst secret society, but the little he has gathered is awful enough that he does not need more details unless steve wants to provide them to eddie. )
no choking, no blindfolds, got it. i'll see you soon.
( and he's off. there's about ten minutes of radio silence from eddie before he's pulling up to the harrington house, nerves starting to get the better of him. it's one thing to joke about all of this over text, but putting it into action? he only hopes that he gives steve enough of a good experience that he wants to keep coming back for more.
armed with a bag of supplies, eddie hops out of the van and takes his time walking up to the front door. he knows he needs to just dive in headfirst, but it's one thing when it's with anonymous hookups, this is steve. he cannot afford to fuck this up.
knowing he cannot delay any further, finally, he knocks. )
( from here )
( The noise that slips from Eddie's mouth has him downright flushed, but luckily, Alec's kiss distracts him enough to forget about it almost immediately. He is reassured by Alec not feeling pressured, instead melting into his touch. )
Oh.
( Eddie doesn't expect Alec to turn this around on him, nor does he expect to want to be asked out on a date. Eddie doesn't usually get this far because he usually convinces himself that he sees something that's not there. This time, he has no excuse. Alec has spelled it out for him too plainly for Eddie to consider this anything but the real deal. )
Alec Lightwood.
( Eddie pauses, taking both of Alec's hands in his. )
Will you do me the honor of going out with me tomorrow night? I know we were going to that bar and all, but, um. There's this diner that I really like, and you're already in Hawkins...
( The noise that slips from Eddie's mouth has him downright flushed, but luckily, Alec's kiss distracts him enough to forget about it almost immediately. He is reassured by Alec not feeling pressured, instead melting into his touch. )
Oh.
( Eddie doesn't expect Alec to turn this around on him, nor does he expect to want to be asked out on a date. Eddie doesn't usually get this far because he usually convinces himself that he sees something that's not there. This time, he has no excuse. Alec has spelled it out for him too plainly for Eddie to consider this anything but the real deal. )
Alec Lightwood.
( Eddie pauses, taking both of Alec's hands in his. )
Will you do me the honor of going out with me tomorrow night? I know we were going to that bar and all, but, um. There's this diner that I really like, and you're already in Hawkins...
[Alec's tempted to chase down that little noise, to kiss Eddie until the little noises turn into bigger noises, but he doesn't want to stop Eddie from speaking. Wants to hear Eddie's words, wants to know what Eddie's going to say with both of Alec's hands in his. He squeezes lightly as Eddie says his name, the smile on his face growing wider.]
Eddie Munson. Yes. Absolutely yes, a thousand times yes.
[He shifts closer, leans in to kiss Eddie again. A diner sounds so much better than an anonymous bar, a place Eddie already likes feels somehow more intimate. Alec's got that flip flop feeling in his stomach again from excitement, and it sends a shiver down his spine.
Using their joined hands, he pulls Eddie's arms to his waist, leaning in for another kiss.]
Right now though I kinda want to make out with you. Like a lot.
Eddie Munson. Yes. Absolutely yes, a thousand times yes.
[He shifts closer, leans in to kiss Eddie again. A diner sounds so much better than an anonymous bar, a place Eddie already likes feels somehow more intimate. Alec's got that flip flop feeling in his stomach again from excitement, and it sends a shiver down his spine.
Using their joined hands, he pulls Eddie's arms to his waist, leaning in for another kiss.]
Right now though I kinda want to make out with you. Like a lot.
( Eddie Munson lives in a world where demons and monsters are depicted in storybooks, and monsters' attacks are determined by the roll of a die. His world features holy warriors cut from a far different cloth. The so-called Shadow World was invisible to him for almost all his life.
Until now, apparently.
While walking down the streets of Manhattan, just minding his own business, Eddie feels a strange sensation, like the wind has just whipped past him. Mere seconds later, a man not much older than him bumps into him, nearly knocking him to his feet. )
Hey, what the hell, man?
( Eddie swivels around, his eyes following the dark-haired man who seems to be walking like he's on a goddamn mission. Apparently, that mission does not involve checking to ensure Eddie is okay before stalking into the night. )
Cool, alright, thanks, guess I'll go fuck myself then.
( Eddie rolls his eyes, brushing himself off, and continues his aimless walk with no destination in mind. )
Until now, apparently.
While walking down the streets of Manhattan, just minding his own business, Eddie feels a strange sensation, like the wind has just whipped past him. Mere seconds later, a man not much older than him bumps into him, nearly knocking him to his feet. )
Hey, what the hell, man?
( Eddie swivels around, his eyes following the dark-haired man who seems to be walking like he's on a goddamn mission. Apparently, that mission does not involve checking to ensure Eddie is okay before stalking into the night. )
Cool, alright, thanks, guess I'll go fuck myself then.
( Eddie rolls his eyes, brushing himself off, and continues his aimless walk with no destination in mind. )
[Away.
Alec needs to get away. It doesn't matter where. It doesn't matter how. It doesn't matter who or what he encounters. Nothing matters but the blood on his hands, the demon who possessed him, used him, committed violence as him, and left him in the aftermath. It doesn't matter that he wasn't in control of his body. They're still his hands that took Jocelyn's life; it's still his fault.
And the idea that people understand and that no one blames him is so reprehensible that Alec just can't stay in the Institute. He leaves, just like that: no bow, no jacket, just walks into the night. Who's going to stop him?
Who's even going to notice he's gone?
One Mundane noticing him, therefore, ranks pretty low on his radar. It shouldn't; it should have set off alarm bells in his head. But Alec barely notices the pavement beneath his feet, let alone the guy whose shoulder he bumps.
What he does notice, finally, is the words tossed back at him. Alec looks over his shoulder, confusion and heartache lining his face, and happens to lock eyes with the Mundane. Who's staring right at him, when he shouldn't be.
Alec opens his mouth but what can he say? Nothing useful.]
Alec needs to get away. It doesn't matter where. It doesn't matter how. It doesn't matter who or what he encounters. Nothing matters but the blood on his hands, the demon who possessed him, used him, committed violence as him, and left him in the aftermath. It doesn't matter that he wasn't in control of his body. They're still his hands that took Jocelyn's life; it's still his fault.
And the idea that people understand and that no one blames him is so reprehensible that Alec just can't stay in the Institute. He leaves, just like that: no bow, no jacket, just walks into the night. Who's going to stop him?
Who's even going to notice he's gone?
One Mundane noticing him, therefore, ranks pretty low on his radar. It shouldn't; it should have set off alarm bells in his head. But Alec barely notices the pavement beneath his feet, let alone the guy whose shoulder he bumps.
What he does notice, finally, is the words tossed back at him. Alec looks over his shoulder, confusion and heartache lining his face, and happens to lock eyes with the Mundane. Who's staring right at him, when he shouldn't be.
Alec opens his mouth but what can he say? Nothing useful.]
( from here )
oh hello thank you oh savior of mine
you drop your phone ONE TIME
( oh no, looks like it's back to all caps )
YEAH ANIMATED
GODDAMMIT THIS PHONE I SWEAR
IT'S AN ANTHOLOGY OF SCI-FI STORIES JUST GIVE IT A CHANCE BABE
AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT WE CAN JUST MAKE OUT INSTEAD
oh hello thank you oh savior of mine
you drop your phone ONE TIME
( oh no, looks like it's back to all caps )
YEAH ANIMATED
GODDAMMIT THIS PHONE I SWEAR
IT'S AN ANTHOLOGY OF SCI-FI STORIES JUST GIVE IT A CHANCE BABE
AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT WE CAN JUST MAKE OUT INSTEAD
one time? a day?
jesus christ, what are you doing with that thing?
[ alright, so steve's laughing. there's just something about eddie texting in all caps - the screaming he imagines in his head is worth it. ]
yes, it's clearly the phone.
i'll try it. i'm tempted to hate it so i can make out with you.
also, bring the phone. i'll fix it.
jesus christ, what are you doing with that thing?
[ alright, so steve's laughing. there's just something about eddie texting in all caps - the screaming he imagines in his head is worth it. ]
yes, it's clearly the phone.
i'll try it. i'm tempted to hate it so i can make out with you.
also, bring the phone. i'll fix it.
( from here )
i think it started the year before i was a freshman.
deer, mostly, and other woodland critters. maybe a wolf or two, but you're probably not gonna run into anything, they tend to avoid humans.
the miller twins' place to the woods. that's very descriptive. do you think you can find your way back to the wood? there's a LOT of woods around here and we're just gonna end up both getting lost.
i think it started the year before i was a freshman.
deer, mostly, and other woodland critters. maybe a wolf or two, but you're probably not gonna run into anything, they tend to avoid humans.
the miller twins' place to the woods. that's very descriptive. do you think you can find your way back to the wood? there's a LOT of woods around here and we're just gonna end up both getting lost.
yeah, thanks for the rundown snow white but that doesn't make it any less cold or creepy out here.
what do you want me to tell you??? i turned right at tree then again at bush and left at twig??? i'm trying to find my way back ok but i'm fucking drunk and it's dark
i'm trying to walk toward the light but maybe you can like play music from your van or something and i'll follow the sound?? dude i don't fuckin know
what do you want me to tell you??? i turned right at tree then again at bush and left at twig??? i'm trying to find my way back ok but i'm fucking drunk and it's dark
i'm trying to walk toward the light but maybe you can like play music from your van or something and i'll follow the sound?? dude i don't fuckin know
( from here )
( his sunday best? eddie doesn't have much in the way of that. while he grabbed what he could from the trailer before the government confiscated it, it wasn't like he needed formalwear to begin with. he frowns as he looks through his closet in search for something that would pass for sunday best. what he ends up with is a blazer thrown over a band t-shirt and a pair of black jeans that surprisingly have no holes in them.
his hair he pulls halfway up, a few strands framing his face. he feels weird dressed like this, but the thought of seeing steve dressed this good makes all of that anxiety wash away. surely steve knows by now that eddie isn't as well off as he is, or that he's never really worn much in the way of fancy clothes apart from the odd funeral or wedding.
he smiles at the text and replies back before looking back into the mirror and trying to salvage this look with a little bit of eyeliner. )
see you soon, baby.
( his sunday best? eddie doesn't have much in the way of that. while he grabbed what he could from the trailer before the government confiscated it, it wasn't like he needed formalwear to begin with. he frowns as he looks through his closet in search for something that would pass for sunday best. what he ends up with is a blazer thrown over a band t-shirt and a pair of black jeans that surprisingly have no holes in them.
his hair he pulls halfway up, a few strands framing his face. he feels weird dressed like this, but the thought of seeing steve dressed this good makes all of that anxiety wash away. surely steve knows by now that eddie isn't as well off as he is, or that he's never really worn much in the way of fancy clothes apart from the odd funeral or wedding.
he smiles at the text and replies back before looking back into the mirror and trying to salvage this look with a little bit of eyeliner. )
see you soon, baby.
( eddie is freaking out. he has been freaking out since it happened, and wayne isn't around to calm him down, but it wouldn't even fucking matter if he were around because steve just disappeared. steve was pulled through one of those goddamn portals, and the portal, thank christ, is still there in the corner of steve's pool, but eddie doesn't know what to do.
he knows he should dive in and go after steve, but the last time he did that, it almost ended in eddie's death. sure, there were a lot of things in between the diving into lover lake and eddie nearly sacrificing himself, but he knows he is not equipped to deal with the horror of the upside down on his own.
no, he needs backup. and gator needs to know what happened to their third. whatever documents he signed to keep this whole thing a secret can kiss his ass because he is not letting steve rot in there for days, possibly even getting killed by those things, not when they have a shot with gator and his armaments.
that is why eddie screeches to a halt in front of the tillman residence with little regard for the rest of its occupants. he's had free reign to come and go so long as he kept it discreet, but right now, he does not have time for discreetness.
by the time he makes it to the main house, gator has surely been alerted to his presence. in eddie's mind, that's a good thing, though. that means eddie won't have to look too far to find him, and he can grab gator and get back to the portal.
that is, of course, assuming gator even believes him. there's a chance he'll call eddie insane and throw him off the grounds, but eddie is willing to call that bluff. there's a good man inside there somewhere, eddie just needs to dig a little deeper sometimes. )
he knows he should dive in and go after steve, but the last time he did that, it almost ended in eddie's death. sure, there were a lot of things in between the diving into lover lake and eddie nearly sacrificing himself, but he knows he is not equipped to deal with the horror of the upside down on his own.
no, he needs backup. and gator needs to know what happened to their third. whatever documents he signed to keep this whole thing a secret can kiss his ass because he is not letting steve rot in there for days, possibly even getting killed by those things, not when they have a shot with gator and his armaments.
that is why eddie screeches to a halt in front of the tillman residence with little regard for the rest of its occupants. he's had free reign to come and go so long as he kept it discreet, but right now, he does not have time for discreetness.
by the time he makes it to the main house, gator has surely been alerted to his presence. in eddie's mind, that's a good thing, though. that means eddie won't have to look too far to find him, and he can grab gator and get back to the portal.
that is, of course, assuming gator even believes him. there's a chance he'll call eddie insane and throw him off the grounds, but eddie is willing to call that bluff. there's a good man inside there somewhere, eddie just needs to dig a little deeper sometimes. )
Edited 2024-11-14 02:22 (UTC)
[ roy isn't on the compound today. the low afternoon sun reaches far and wide on the land, gator walking one of the many german shepherds on the premises. he can hear tires before they screech to a hault, and that catches his attention. his head snaps up, tilted a bit, one eye closed against the sun. he spots eddie, then raises his hand, watching as deputies begin to stride over. they stop on gator's command, and he waves them back to what they were doing. his jaw sets, and he knows for damn sure that there's something wrong. eddie just wouldn't show up at the compound like this.
walking over with the dog, gator steps up to eddie, looking him in the eye. he's angry, but he's more worried about what could possibly be happening to cause this. his lips purse, but he watches eddie's expression. that causes his heart to jump into his throat. his lips part, but his words are low, a whisper: ]
What the fuck's wrong with you? What happened?
walking over with the dog, gator steps up to eddie, looking him in the eye. he's angry, but he's more worried about what could possibly be happening to cause this. his lips purse, but he watches eddie's expression. that causes his heart to jump into his throat. his lips part, but his words are low, a whisper: ]
What the fuck's wrong with you? What happened?
( from here )
( The photo comes in and Eddie eyes it with interest. It does look good on her, but he's always had a thing about seeing other people wear his clothes. )
Yeah, okay, you can keep it.
( It's not like he can't just get another one, they have way too many extras from the first time they were printed. )
They're like little murder mittens. Ghost is lucky they're adorable.
( The photo comes in and Eddie eyes it with interest. It does look good on her, but he's always had a thing about seeing other people wear his clothes. )
Yeah, okay, you can keep it.
( It's not like he can't just get another one, they have way too many extras from the first time they were printed. )
They're like little murder mittens. Ghost is lucky they're adorable.
Hell yeah.
[And as a bonus, and because Jane has no shame, he gets another shot of her wearing the shirt, lounging on her bed with a bit more emphasis on her thighs and the swell of her slender hip]
I fuckin' make this look good.
He didn't scratch ya up too much though, I hope. He's usually pretty chill, just sometimes plays a little rough.
[And as a bonus, and because Jane has no shame, he gets another shot of her wearing the shirt, lounging on her bed with a bit more emphasis on her thighs and the swell of her slender hip]
I fuckin' make this look good.
He didn't scratch ya up too much though, I hope. He's usually pretty chill, just sometimes plays a little rough.
ok fine.
i won't moan like chewbacca. what a loss.
i won't moan like chewbacca. what a loss.
( the problem with being immortal like eddie is the need to move around frequently. while he can blend in well enough, once it's apparent that he doesn't age, he needs to slip away quietly in the night and find the next place to call home. and now Eddie's eyes are set on stark county.
his first encounter with the tillmans saw eddie as an innocent bystander. he eyed how the sheriff acted like he owned the place and immediately honed in on him as a threat, but that simply would not do. if eddie were to call this place home for the next few decades, then he would need to free this land from their tyranny.
naturally, there would be complications. eddie always leaves room for those because he knows the world is messy, and sometimes, he needs to leave a few bodies in his wake, and sometimes, he needs to throw the lawmen off his scent. usually, though, the complications don't come in the form of the handsome son of the sheriff, who also happens to be a deputy.
deputy gator tillman. like father, like son in too many ways, but there's something different about him, something interesting. eddie realizes he doesn't want to destroy him the way he wants to take roy apart. no, if anything, he wants to convince gator that roy needs to be destroyed. it's a dangerous game, but eddie has always thrived in danger.
he's been watching gator from afar. perhaps it's a bit creepy, but so far, it seems gator is none the wiser. then again, he could be more astute than eddie gave him credit for. in the end, he orchestrates their first meeting, letting himself be pulled over for speeding. he makes sure it's daytime to deter anyone from considering him as a vampire once the bodies start piling up. little do they know that among the rings eddie wears is one enchanted with the power of daylight: a talisman that protects him from the sun. it's the perfect alibi.
and the perfect way for eddie to be introduced to gator, letting gator think that he's the one with the upper hand--for now. )
Afternoon, officer. My apologies...deputy.
his first encounter with the tillmans saw eddie as an innocent bystander. he eyed how the sheriff acted like he owned the place and immediately honed in on him as a threat, but that simply would not do. if eddie were to call this place home for the next few decades, then he would need to free this land from their tyranny.
naturally, there would be complications. eddie always leaves room for those because he knows the world is messy, and sometimes, he needs to leave a few bodies in his wake, and sometimes, he needs to throw the lawmen off his scent. usually, though, the complications don't come in the form of the handsome son of the sheriff, who also happens to be a deputy.
deputy gator tillman. like father, like son in too many ways, but there's something different about him, something interesting. eddie realizes he doesn't want to destroy him the way he wants to take roy apart. no, if anything, he wants to convince gator that roy needs to be destroyed. it's a dangerous game, but eddie has always thrived in danger.
he's been watching gator from afar. perhaps it's a bit creepy, but so far, it seems gator is none the wiser. then again, he could be more astute than eddie gave him credit for. in the end, he orchestrates their first meeting, letting himself be pulled over for speeding. he makes sure it's daytime to deter anyone from considering him as a vampire once the bodies start piling up. little do they know that among the rings eddie wears is one enchanted with the power of daylight: a talisman that protects him from the sun. it's the perfect alibi.
and the perfect way for eddie to be introduced to gator, letting gator think that he's the one with the upper hand--for now. )
Afternoon, officer. My apologies...deputy.
[ stark county has another name: tillman country. the tillmans have been lawmen since stark county was founded — sheriffs, deputies. the star has hung on each one of their chests, a gleaming reminder of someone not to be fucked with. they reign from one corner to the other — the tillman ranch smack in the middle. the land is tilled under their boots — each one born to greatness. gator believes this. he thinks that his reign will begin once roy retires — but it isn't that simple. nothing ever is.
he's seen this eddie munson around. long hair, van, ordinary trash that seems to love to settle in tillman country. gator has pulled him over for speeding — careening around corners, blowing stop signs — his boots hit the ground hard as he steps out of the patrol suv and heads toward the driver's side door.
my apologies... deputy.
gator stares down at him, jaw set, and he's the picture of home-grown authority. ball cap pulled over his eyes, bulletproof vest across his chest, gun on his thigh. he's what deputies should be made of — toughness, grit, an overabundance of threats. he tilts his head, watching eddie's eyes. there's something about them, the way they shine, deep and dark and oddly warm. gator's lip curls upward, and he leans on the window curve of the van. ]
You wanna fuckin' tell me why you were goin' that fast? Let's see your license.
he's seen this eddie munson around. long hair, van, ordinary trash that seems to love to settle in tillman country. gator has pulled him over for speeding — careening around corners, blowing stop signs — his boots hit the ground hard as he steps out of the patrol suv and heads toward the driver's side door.
my apologies... deputy.
gator stares down at him, jaw set, and he's the picture of home-grown authority. ball cap pulled over his eyes, bulletproof vest across his chest, gun on his thigh. he's what deputies should be made of — toughness, grit, an overabundance of threats. he tilts his head, watching eddie's eyes. there's something about them, the way they shine, deep and dark and oddly warm. gator's lip curls upward, and he leans on the window curve of the van. ]
You wanna fuckin' tell me why you were goin' that fast? Let's see your license.
aww, it misses you too.
i think now everybody knows i'm someone's, not necessarily yours. and honestly that might be for the best. no offense. if my dad finds out you're not a chick he'll kill us both, so.
i think now everybody knows i'm someone's, not necessarily yours. and honestly that might be for the best. no offense. if my dad finds out you're not a chick he'll kill us both, so.
( from here )
i guess whether or not i can think straight will be a main decider.
well what do you know, i'm ready, too. you want a sneak peek? maybe i can tease it a little.
( He attaches a picture, but it's still not quite showing off the full package. The bulge in his underwear with the tip peeking out is all Billy is getting. )
i like the sound of that. i'm game so long as you are.
i guess whether or not i can think straight will be a main decider.
well what do you know, i'm ready, too. you want a sneak peek? maybe i can tease it a little.
( He attaches a picture, but it's still not quite showing off the full package. The bulge in his underwear with the tip peeking out is all Billy is getting. )
i like the sound of that. i'm game so long as you are.
Edited 2024-12-11 16:59 (UTC)
won't be anything straight about it when i'm through with you, pretty boy. i can guarantee that.
you're such a fuckin tease. you wanna go right now? i can come over.
[ Billy's really not good at this playing-hard-to-get thing. Maybe he likes Eddie more than he realizes. ]
uh huh. long as you don't leave marks, i'm down for whatever sicko shit you want.
you're such a fuckin tease. you wanna go right now? i can come over.
[ Billy's really not good at this playing-hard-to-get thing. Maybe he likes Eddie more than he realizes. ]
uh huh. long as you don't leave marks, i'm down for whatever sicko shit you want.
i don't wanna see your wrinkly balls, munson.
[ or at least, not just his wrinkly balls. ]
[ or at least, not just his wrinkly balls. ]
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