#tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved

[stevebabey]

part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")

So, hugs with Eddie become… well, a thing.

Not a thing. They’re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. It’s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddie’s doing him a favour as a friend. It’s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend — a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they can’t tell whose are whose.

Except, Steve doesn’t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasn’t done it ever with Robin.

So, it’s an Eddie thing.

But they’re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steve’s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just can’t tell.

Where’s the line? It’s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasn’t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steve’s surprised that this is so near the top.

Because, sure, Steve’s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.

And this thing with Eddie… is not that.

So, really, Steve knows that it’s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. He’s being a decent dude and helping his friend out — by catapulting himself into Steve’s arms at every opportune moment.

(Steve’s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. It’s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasn’t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)

And he’s different in other areas. He’ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm — and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.

Steve notices though. He always notices.

It’s impossible not to— the skin, even if there’s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddie’s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steve’s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddie’s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.

It drives Steve a little insane— insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddie’s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.

Yeah, it’s— well, it’s safe to say that the effect of Eddie’s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.

But he can’t fucking tell.

-

To Steve’s credit, neither can Eddie.

Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.

Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin would’ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.

Steve though? He’s the fucking curve ball.

It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually — the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and do… nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.

So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddie’s usual wandering hands got too comfortable — Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didn’t matter than Eddie wasn’t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.

Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.

But then— ‘Can I… have a hug?’ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve could’ve asked for but that? Wasn’t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.

A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddie’s need for affection seem to never be sated.

After that night, Steve’s lack of touch became far more obvious. It’s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.

But… “Sometimes I realise it’s been awhile, since I’ve had some touch.” That’s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesn’t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.

It had thrown Eddie for a loop— because Steve gets around. He’s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering she’s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steve’s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.

So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steve’s pants — not for lack of want, mind you — he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steve’s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when they’re side by side watching a film.

It’s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, it’s laughable, even to Eddie. It’s like Gay 101; don’t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones you’re friends with. And yet…

Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; there’s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like he’s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddie’s touch eventually — in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.

And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, he’s a romantic. It’s a quiet hope but, it’s there.

Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usual— several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steve’s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ‘Cos that’s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when it’s just the two of them, it becomes this.

Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. It’s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steve’s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steve’s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.

It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesn’t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie — he trusts Eddie.

“Y’know,” Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steve’s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddie’s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. “I’m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.”

He leaves it there ‘cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddie’s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steve’s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddie’s pretty sure he can see Steve’s mouth twitch up into a smile.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steve’s for just a moment. “Think I’ve had some of the best hugs in the world.”

Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isn’t just doing it for Steve — that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.

“Swept up in these pillowy arms?” He croons, giving Steve’s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. “Who wouldn’t think so? I’m a lucky guy.”

Despite the joking tone, there’s no quick comeback from Steve. That’s alright. Eddie’s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; let’s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if it’s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesn’t read into the silence.

Not even when Steve says, “Eddie?” all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesn’t quite register to Eddie’s ears.

“Mm?”

“Eddie.” Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddie’s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steve’s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.

But the moment he makes eye contact, Steve’s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddie’s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.

Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering he’s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie can’t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hug— which, well, just wasn’t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.

“Can I-” Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like he’s gathering courage. But he’s not, because he’s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, he’s not, he’s—

Unless…?

“Can I… have a kiss?” Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself — imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss — from him!

“Oh.” Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. He’s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe it’s his heart, which feels like it’s leapt up his throat.

“Oh?” Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddie’s want. Because he knows him.

“Yes.” Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. “Yes, absolutely, you can.” He affirms.

Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddie’s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.

Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steve’s heartbeat through where they’re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.

Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steve’s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddie’s ever had about them. They’re warm and so soft — plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddie’s never… well, kissed anybody before.

Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up — not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve — Steve Harrington — asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.

“You call that a kiss?” Steve teases and Eddie’s well aware of the parallel — of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he can’t make himself laugh even though it’s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens — he needs to see what’s Steve’s thinking. Where he’s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.

“I haven’t- I don’t do this often.” He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. “Ever.”

There’s a jump in Steve’s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feel… well, it’s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasn’t. He tries to take it as a compliment.

“That’s okay,” Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddie’s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.

“Do you want to try again?”

Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath — the rigidness in his body.

Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, “Relax.”

‘Cos isn’t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steve’s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steve’s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.

It’s good. It’s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5– nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, it’s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isn’t just kissing him for a heat of the moment — that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.

And with the way he kisses, Eddie’s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.

It doesn’t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckin’ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ‘cos Eddie can’t stop his stupid happy grin ‘cos shit— he actually gets to have this Steve.

“What?” Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddie’s eyes.

“Can I... have a hickie?”

now with a part three !

#at this point call this the 'can i' series #sweet boys asking each other for things they most certainly would be given <3 #but don't think they will <3 #tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved #ALSO EVERYONE'S TAGS WERE SO NICE ON THE LAST ONE #trust i am. not feelin so bad nowadays (me saying this like 4 days later lmao) #but <3 thank u all #gay ppl in my phone.... you know what to do #ruby writes steddie #steve x eddie #steddie #steddie fic #steddie ficlet #touch-starved steve harrington #not rlly anymore hehe #does anyone notice that it ends with yet another 'can i?" question? HEHE #yet again stib gets kisses where ruby doesn't but alas <3 dis is way fluffier this time #nearly went the angst route! and went hmmmm naur #ok ok i'll be quiet now

[khcnshus-knight]

Dating Eddie Munson would include ...

Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Requests: Not requested, but do you mind? Exactly. Also requests are open, feel free to send some!

Requested by: Nobody; but this one’s for my bestie @thesebrkenbones​ and everyone else who loves this boy as much as we do.

Note: 

Heavily inspired by the ungodly amount of TikToks I’ve seen and saved about dating this man (saying this just in case anything sounds familiar). <3

I didn’t write anything in 2,5 years and it’s definitely not proof read rn.

You’ve met during the first year of highschool, probably because you bought weed from him.

Being made fun of for dating the ‘’freak’’, but you’re proud of it and just flip everyone the bird. ‘���That’s my girl.’’

Sitting right next to Eddie or on his lap during lunch; or anywhere.

Sitting with him/next to him on his dungeon master throne and fascinatingly watching the game. Eventually learning how to play and joining the others in their fight against Vecna and other monsters. Eddie constantly watching you during the games with the biggest grin on his face.

Getting your own hellfire shirt but he insists you wear his, because it looks better. Even tho it’s the exact same shirt.

This man absolutely loves and would do anything for cuddles. If it would be possible, he’d stay in bed all day, cuddling you. And sometimes he does.

Always playing with his rings, so he gives you one of them which is obviously way too big so he puts it on a necklace for you.

HANDS

He doesn’t like it that much, but you’re the only one who is allowed to touch and style his hair.

Often putting a little braid in his hair and he forgets to take it out, so he gets all flustered once Dustin or just any hellfire member points it out. Definitely tries to take it out super fast but fails so he needs to ask you for help.

Climbing on the roof of the trailer and stargazing together. Being absolutely mesmerized when he points out the different constellations.

Absolutely no morning person; ‘’5 more minutes.’’ Nope, he definitely sleeps longer than just 5 more minutes. Proceeds to stumble through the whole trailer while getting ready for school because this man needs to get his damn diploma. You probably have to get ready just as fast, ‘cause he demands cuddles, especially in the morning and just won’t let go of you.

Late night drives in the van. Pretty much drives you anywhere, but who would complain about having a personal chaffeur?

Going to all his band rehearsals and always watching him perform.

Pretty much having to be there all the time and anywhere, because he needs you close to him 24/7.

He’ll definitely teach you how to play guitar, while sitting right behind you and having his hands over yours, guiding you.

So many nicknames; sweetheart, love, baby, etc.

Always smoking weed together and laughing at literally everything, or just falling asleep.

Lots of playfights, which he wins most of the times because he starts to tickle you.

Always playing your favourite songs on guitar for you.

Always the first to apologize after an argument. Definitely hugs you from behind and whispers the sweetest ‘’I’m sorry baby.’’ in your ear.

Putting eyeliner on him just for fun but you told him how good it actually looks, so he always makes you do his eyeliner for his shows. Not just because you said it looks good, but he secretly loves it too.

Lots of kisses; forehead kisses, morning kisses to wake you up, just all the kisses; lots of makeouts.

Always meeting up at the picknic table in the woods behind the school.

Always having movie nights together and just falling asleep most of the time.

Dusting probably third wheeling most all of your dates. But you don’t mind, Eddie does tho.

100% supporting him after everything that happened to Chrissy.

Being the support he needs during these absolutely insane times.

For sure will start an argument with you because ‘’There’s no fucking way you’re coming with us to the upside down.’’

Obviously going with him anyways because you’re not letting this idiot go alone.

Knowing he’ll try to be the hero for once even tho he always is for you, so you immedeatly go back through the portal after him. Dustin right behind you, helping that idiot fight off the bats and dragging his luckily only slightly injured ass right back through the portal to safety.

‘‘YOU MORON THAT DEFINITELY WAS YOUR SIGN TO RUN AWAY; WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!’‘

He’s too stunned to speak, so you just tackle hug him.

Cleaning and taking care of his wounds, pointing out the cool small scar he has now. And he’s so fucking proud of it, HELLO?!

Doing anything possible to clear his name after defeating Vecna. You somehow manage to, don’t ask me how.

Talking back to anyone who only thinks about making a stupid comment. And god, he absolutely loves it.

Graduating together, flipping everyone the bird and leaving immediately after the both of you got your diploma.

Hanging out with Nancy, Steve and Robin sometimes. And still finding the time for hellfire club and playing some dnd with the kiddos.

THIS IS THE ENDING WE DESERVE. THANK YOU. BYE.

Fandom List

#imagine #imagine requests #would include #would involve #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson hc #stranger things #eddie munson #Eddie Munson x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things vol 2 #Joseph Quinn #stranger things x reader #robin buckley #steve harrington

[crimsonandcloverwrites]

bhah ch8 reread as fast as i can before ch11 arrives help

aww Dani nervous for Jamie’s big race is so cute

i love Dani’s whole photography thing n her wanting to document their lives it’s so sweet

i’m suddenly stuck on the whole blue as a theme thing n now I’m noticing it everywhere/remembering their tent was blue and now their school colours are blue and Dani’s car is blue and I think Jamie’s house is blue. and of course THE SCRUNCHIE

god I love track star Jamie

flip these two are cute together

‘a favour for good luck’ god idk why this gets me so much I think like... Dani giving her this little piece of herself is so wholesome but weirdly loaded i just love it

the carson eddie banter is so funny sdkdhfgj

Dani is such a lil ball of emotions I’m obsessed w her feeling a million things while she watches Jamie

she’s a winner baby!!

also love that this is her setting the record that was mentioned in the prev chapter we love lil details being followed through

Jamie going straight for Dani when she won god that’s so cute

aw Jamie gets a kiss (and a whole gay crisis lol) for her win how sweet

oh no the beginnings of Dani and Eddie

pls this is so soft Carson and Judy so proud of Jamie

I just ate so many carbs I am finally properly fueled for this reading sprint (solidarity w Jamie)

aw Nan quietly proud of her

fkjdfh Dani and Jamie playing footsies at the table

god Nan n Jamie are such a force together truly terrifying to be stuck in the middle of I’m sure. Also fuuuck cld u imagine grown up Jamie and Nan interacting and Jamie in particular being a bit more chilled out and them getting along a lot better but finding their way back to silly little bickering arguments that are really just them knowing they can do that w each other and still be ok at the end of the day bc they love each other ouch it hurts to think about :(

lmao Jamie losing her mind at the sight of Dani in a towel lol I can just imagine her having the same reaction when they’re together too

oooh is the watch from Jamie’s great uncle (? Nan’s brother that she was named for right?) that’s so cool

ugh I want Dani to get her travel adventures so bad

god everytime Dani touches Jamie or says something really sweet or just gives her a look Jamie is suffering so bad

THE MIXTAPE (LITTLE BLUE DUDE SCREAMING AT THE SKY.MEME)

oh god they’re really just gonna curl up in Jamie’s bed and listen to this declaration of love mixtape while Jamie plays with Dani’s hair hold on a minute wait a second

oh no the eddie of it all

aw he brought her flowers (like I am not here for their relationship overall but he does do some sweet things sometimes and he does clearly care abt her)

ugh of course Jamie helped pick them out tho this whole situation is so complicated

god I’m so sad for both of them that their relationship ended up like this. Dani loses that friendship she cherishes so much when it becomes something else she never wanted and Eddie is in love w a girl who will never love him back that way. it really is heartbreaking

oh god the house party time for chaos

Jamie my beloved. sdkjfhsdkjfh and Roger trying to put the moves on her pls this will never stop being funny to me

ugh Dani already feeling so trapped in this life I hate it I hate it

Jamie fiddling w the coin necklace while she watches Dani n Eddie together feels like... she knows she’s losing Dani on some level ouch my heart

is this when Jamie was telling Ed of for letting Dani get drunk wdjkfhdj always the protector aw

she’s still wearing Dani’s scrunchie oh my god. u may have her hand ed but u will never have her hair ties

Dani’s dress MORE BLUE

this is such an interesting event w them like they’re best friends and they’re together so much but they avoid each other for half the party it’s so like... indicative I guess of things changing between them hmmmm

cursed spin the bottle. poor Dani

the zippo lighter. i love seeing things from the box in these chapters. like a gay scavenger hunt

the inadvertent cigarette kiss oh my god. also a little bit like... Jamie just leaning into the pain huh??? I get to put my lips where her lips were but it’s around this thing that has the potential to kill me. god the implications

a little fireside cuddling w ur soulmate ur never gonna kiss how romantic

the sandalwood. I fuckin love that she held onto this scent after Dani told her she smells nice one time. gays really do be like that huh

god this really is the softest moment

christ that almost kiss is so intense how did they just carry on as normal after that I would have died

lol “did i interrupt something?” bro........

dsfkjhdkj Jamie GROWLING at him hahhahahahhaha

oof Dani just wants more of her. I love there was the mention of her carefully constructed walls crumbling and now she’s just like... in this little bubble of almost with her n trying so hard to hold onto that in any way she can

and now she’s back w eddie ouch I hate watching the things she wants slipping out of her grasp

lmao Eddie not putting his arm around Dani when Jamie is there. she really put the fear of god in him I love this angry little lesbian so much

poor Carson being dragged to sports games like “no I’m gay I can’t”

lmao the pair of them trying to be sneaky smoking around the corner (and also having more Moments god the tension of it all)

oooh this Orpheus and Eurydice ref spicy (also fuck this was the beginning of her actually losing Jamie huh god the storytelling... *chef’s kiss*)

oh no Nan :(

god Karen is so awful how could u just break the news to your kid like that

it’s only pain hours from here on out huh

poor Jamie god my heart breaks

something about Dani saying she’s sorry and Jamie just saying she has to go put Mikey to bed fucking breaks me. the fact she’s just lost everything, her home and the stability she was missing from her childhood that she got to have for such a short time, and she can probably barely even process it but all she knows is she has to take care of Mikey. fuck

god her destroying her bike because she’s just so devestated but anger and destruction is easier to feel than being sad.... ouch

“You don’t - you don’t have to feel anything right now. I’ll feel it for you. For the both of us” how dare u make me cry like this

god Jamie giving the scrunchie back feels like such a fucking sad little acknowledgement of her deciding she has to do everything on her own noooo

Dani trying to confront her mom god this is all so much for them to be dealing with I am so sad

tiny mikey saying “want nana” so much pain

Jamie just clinging to Dani when they’re sitting in the pew bc it’s the only way she can ask for help right now ow

“Don’t fight me” my fcking heart this chapter is so sad I need a drink

Jamie is far too young to be self-medicating her way through this god this hurts to read.

this chapter has such a melancholic loss of innocence vibe like going from the teenage parties and boys and track meets and only really having to worry about themselves to this massive amount of responsibility on their shoulders when nan dies (like as much as Jamie tries to push her away Dani takes on a huge burden in trying to help her too) it’s so fucking saaaad

Jamie just breaking and finally crying all this out in Dani’s arms holyyyy shit that will never not break my heart

god Jamie just. determined to raise Mikey on her own cause god knows what the alternative is :(

oof the thread of Jamie determined to fix things. baby sometimes u just cant.

Dani trying so hard to hold things together in the ways that she can :*(

god this ending I am in pain. i know it’s ultimately for the best like Jamie and Mikey absolutely could not carry on like that but.... bro... bro..... ouch

ok gonna go cry in the shower for a bit n then i’ll be back for ch9

#bhah #this really was the highest of highs and the lowest of lows #trying to speed read that might have been a mistake

[eene-fangirl]

Abyss-ED [An EddEddy Crossover, Part 1]

NOTE: If anyone has not seen the film The Abyss I strongly advise that you see this film. It is absolutely incredible. This scene is based off on the harrowing drowning scene from the film. And yes I had to split it into two parts because 1. It’s long and 2. I love making you guys wait in suspense! Enjoy!

Splashing through the frigid Pacific waters flooding into their compact submarine, Edd and Eddy did whatever they could do to stop the immense leak.

“Elvis Einstein Impersonators to Chickens and Bunnies, come in! Do you read me?” Edd sounded over the radio once more. “We are quickly talking on water! I repeat we are taking on water at an immense pace!”

“You really think they’re going to answer if you enhance your vocabulary?” Eddy teased. It was mainly to lighten the mood. The frigid water searing against his bare skin felt like knives shooting into him. Those survivors from the titanic weren’t exaggerating.

Edd sighed, ready to give in. “There’s no answer.”

“We’re flooding like a son of a bitch!” Eddy announced stating the obvious. A foot of water already made its home inside the submarine.

“I’ve noticed,” Edd noted with a sneer. Fortunately for Edd he couldn’t feel the freezing climate because of his wetsuit. He was well prepared for everything.

As Eddy studied the wall trying to find where the water was coming in, he nervously looked at Edd who was also in a panic. “I didn’t know those rocks were going to be around the corner!” He apologised to Edd.

His heart fell into the pit of his stomach. His latest screw up really messed everything up this time. For Edd. He had everything he’d been searching for. The greatest summer internship opportunity, along with studying with some of the smartest scientists, and even viewing sights so glorious for ones eyes. Eddy knew he should have just left Edd alone instead of begging for him to take him along on his next adventure. He couldn’t help it. That’s what happened when you missed someone you loved.

“Neither did I, Eddy,” Edd responded. He wasn’t at all bitter. Although Eddy couldn’t tell if he was covering it all up just for his sake. “Nobody has explored through these parts yet. We were the first!”

For a brief second, Edd’s glimmering expression distracted Eddy. That’s was also the reason for the accident. They were exploring a new and different world. Together.

Just then, a dozen electrical sparks shot out from the side of the sub, flying dangerously close to Eddy. The lights blinked, and went out for good, leaving the lovers in darkness.

Immediately, Edd picked up a flightlight and shined it on Eddy.

“Are you alright?” Edd asked worriedly.

“Yeah, the stupid water must’ve fouled up the wires! I didn’t do anything!”

Edd sighed, and smiled tenderly at his love. “I care more about you then this contraption, Eddy!”

Eddy smiled warmly at the comment. It eased some of Eddy’s tension. “Yeah. I’m okay. Are you?”

“Fine.”

More and more sea water poured into the submarine with no signs of stopping. Looking out the small ocular window Edd squinted and caught sight of the rig. They were quite some distance away.

“You think they’d come after us?” Eddy asked, his voice sounding unusually distressed.

“That’s what I’m trying to estimate! It’s sixty to seventy yards away. But it’s going to take them a while to find us!” Edd stared into the back of the sub. The amount of water was increasing at a quicker pace then expected. The best option was to stop the flooding and fast.

“Do you see where it’s coming in from?” Edd asked Eddy, shining the light into the dim room.

“Behind this panel!” Eddy grunted trying to remove it. Unfortunately, the panel was glued to the wall and wouldn’t budge. Not only that but Eddy was getting soaked from the splashing water.

“I wonder if we have any tools to help remove it.” Edd wondered. He shined his light all around and started walking into the wheel room. Everything on the ground was already underwater. The most random thought came to Edd’s mind. Were fish looking in on them right now? They were the abnormalities to them.

In immense splash caught Edd’s attention. Turning around, Eddy had fallen back into the water completely soaking himself from head to toe. He must have tried too hard to tare the panel off.

“Son of a bitch!” Eddy screamed, spitting out sea water. He pounding at the panel with his fist, as if to punish it.

Edd reached out and placed a calming hand on his boyfriend's shoulder. “Calm down, Eddy! You’re going to hurt yourself!”

“‘K!” Eddy responded bitterly, flipping his wet hair out of his face. Edd finally noticed that Eddy was shivering all over, and his teeth were even chattering. Not to mention, his hands were turning blue!

Putting the flashlight on a nearby shelf, Edd took Eddy’s hands and immediately rubbed them together creating friction. How could he forget that they were in waters below freezing?

“We need to get you out of here! Why on earth did you wear shorts?” Edd scolded.

“Crashing into rocks and flooding the sub weren’t on the list!”

“Then you should have at least accepted a wetsuit!”

“Your marine biologist group only supplied us with one scuba tank! I’m not the only one who should be reprimanded for bein’ unprepared!” Eddy did have a point there. As smart as most of these scientists were they were quite aloof.

Edd’s mind raced in a million different directions trying to come up with a plan. From the looks of it they didn’t have much time. The sub was now flooded up to their waists and rising. Eddy was shivering and shivering, continuing to swear under his breath. His breath was even starting to race. Not a good sign.

Shaking off the cold, Eddy Grabbed the nearby scuba tank and threw it around Edd’s back. “You swim back to the rig!” he ordered.

Edd refused it, lightly pushing it away, and shaking his head. “It’s at least an eight minute swim each way! If I went then you’d be…” Edd cut himself off. They both knew the dire consequences of what would happen. Reluctantly, Eddy slowly nodded, accepting the fact.

“We have to figure something out together!” Edd persuaded.

Eddy moved to hook Edd into his scuba tank. “Let’s get you set first!”

Just then Edd had an idea. He grabbed at the zipper holding his suit together. “No, you put this on!”

“No, keep it on!” Eddy frustratingly implored, zipping Edd back up. Now Edd was going to be difficult?

“You’re a better swimmer!”

“And you’re not! You need this more than I do!” Eddy argued. Edd couldn’t argue with that. Swimming was not his forte. Without another struggle (which was impossible in Edd’s case) Eddy finally strapped the scuba tank over Edd’s back.

“We need to think of the most logical option right now and we’re running out of time!” Edd urged. Their heads were close to touching the ceiling now.

“Double Dee, every idea people have come up with is crazy! There is no such thing as logic! F-Fuck logic!” Eddy was so cold that he could hardly form words anymore.

“Then what do you propose we do!” Edd shouted.

Eddy shivered. He could hardly even think now. Then he stared darkly at the water, eerily quiet for a second, until meeting Edd’s eyes. Edd frowned, fearful of the fear etched in Eddy’s blue eyes. In all the years Edd had known Eddy he never witnessed a look like that.

The next thing Edd knew Eddy took his hands, hugging them tightly. “L-Listen, listen, sockhead,” Eddy urged as gently as he could. “Do you t-trust me?”

Those words. “Yes. Yes, of course I do, Eddy!”

“And I trust you,” Eddy admitted earnestly. He then stared into his lovers enamoring green eyes and placed his cold hand on Edd’s cheek. It was enough to make Edd shiver. But he leaned into it, enjoying the gentle touch. “Y-You remember when you told me that story about how some guy was pulled out of the water after drowning? He wasn’t even breathing, and had no pulse. But, paramedics brought him back to life. Do you r-remember how long that was?”

“Ten minutes.” Edd responded, utterly confused.

“And it takes eight minutes to swim up to the rig!”

Edd’s blood ran cold, finally understanding what Eddy was getting at. He shook his head. “No… no, no!”

“Yes! Yes, it’s our only option! I drown, you t-tow me back to the rig, and then you can revive me. R-Raise me from the dead!”

As insane as Eddy's plan sounded they were running out of options. Tears fell from Edd’s eyes. This mission was only to explore ocean life. He wanted to go back to looking at all the fish and different creatures inhabiting the bottom of the ocean. And Eddy marveling over the sights made him so happy. He just wanted to come along to see what his internship was like. And then Edd realized how little time he’d spent with his boyfriend over the summer. They’d only been together for three months.

Three months…

“Christ, Eddy… this is insane…”

“Tell me about it!”

“What if…”

Eddy cut Edd off with a searing kiss easing their tension. Neither resisted the heated love. For all they knew it was possible that it was their last.

In a split second Eddy grabbed Edd’s helmet floating nearby and threw it over Edd’s head. “You can do this, Edd! You can do anything!” Eddy encouraged, locking his helmet into place. The water surrounded all around Edd’s head as he became a part of the water.

The last of Eddy’s air was a tiny space. The poor boy choked, coughing, and sputtering. His hands hit the ceiling, screaming from the frigid pain. Tears spilled down Edd’s face feeling so helpless as he watched Eddy thrashing about, struggling. Due to his sound proof helmet, Edd could not hear any of Eddy’s heart wrenching screams.

“God, why did I think of this stupid idea?!” Eddy screamed, accusing himself for coming up with literally one of the worst ideas ever. Right when he was cut off from air, Eddy ducked under the water.

Water was such a unique world from all the rest. No sound. Just a liquid world surrounding you. With no air.

Edd had a clear visual of Eddy’s contoured, scared expression while all Eddy could make out was a complete blur. Though he could just make out the green eyes.

Eddy reached out, holding Edd’s arms, practically squeezing the life out of him. Edd held him back doing whatever he could do to comfort his boyfriend. Words lodged inside his throat, unable to say anything. What could he say?

Eddy hugged Edd feeling himself slowly succumbing to no oxygen. It hurt. How it hurt. This was going to be quite the story to tell. No, he didn’t want Edd to know about this part. If he lived… God, if he lived he would make Edd invent a machine to erase all memories that were nightmares.

Hold me, Edd. I’m so scared!

Edd felt Eddy’s body convulse right under him until he noticed a string of bubbles.

And then… nothing.

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