#I’m making this canon

[shueith]

Just thinking about the “There’s only one bed” trope; decided that it would fit shadowpeach almost too well, and the interaction would be a cringe type of sappy mixed with humorous (and not so humorous) rage.

Macaque shuffles with swift consistency, flipping from left to right to kicking his feet in and out from under the duvet. His tail swishes and smacks down against the mattress in an aggressive manner, ears twitching whenever the sound of Wukong’s increasing heart beat thumps so close by.

At some point in the night, Wukong finally loses his temper over it - forgetting that it’s whatever-o’clock in the morning - and shoots up into a sitting position, reaching over to hover over Macaque’s unsettled form with a loud “Would you stop that!?” attached.

Macaque merely huffs, rolling his eyes and baring his teeth as he snatches at the quilt, pulling the majority over his head as he nestles into the warmth.

Wukong, now left with extreme irritation and less than a quarter of the quilt left to his name, internally screams out; suddenly he can feel his brain pulsing against the sides of his skull. He swings his tail round, quickly latching onto Macaque’s ankle, before the other can even think about reacting, and swinging him out of bed, discarding him like trash on the cold wooden floor.

Macaque groans out in annoyance, rubbing at the sleep in his eyes as he turns onto his back. “Whatever, Wukong, I didn’t want to share a bed in the first place.”

“Then sleep on the floor.” Wukong retorts, harsh but truthfully uncaring in the moment. He swipes at the duvet, pulling it back over his legs as he shivers from the cold. “You could’ve just done that in the first place. The kid was too nice to offer you a bed to sleep in - even if it was mine.”

“It’s not like this is new anyway.” Macaque spits, vile and furious and scorching hot. He turns onto his side, slinging an arm over his head so Wukong can’t see his face anymore. “Though I guess it’s better than those old, damp prison cells. Lady Bone demon had no class.” He chuckles, but only really to himself.

Wukong suddenly perks, scooting further over so that he can get a clearer view of the monkey on the floor. When he finds that Macaque has curled in on himself - in an awfully familiar position, as if he’s done it time after time already - there comes a sudden pang of guilt, swirling in the pit of his stomach. For a second he tries to convince himself that it’s the peach cocktail Pigsy had knocked up earlier, but he recognizes guilt when he feels it.

Maybe even a bit too well.

Wukong sighs, furrowing his brows as his lips downturn into a frown. He leans so that he’s hanging further over the edge, outstretching a friendly hand for Macaque to take. “You always did have a knack for complaining. You’re not in a jail cell now, are you? So just get up here and get comfortable, before I throw you again.”

Macaque peers slightly over his shoulder, giving a cautious squint before he moves his gaze down to Wukong’s hand. In the midst of debating actually taking it, his own hand follows suit, hanging idly in the air as the cluster of thoughts spin around his head.

Wukong smirks, snatching up Macaque’s free hand and dragging him up onto the mattress again.

The darker monkey slinks pathetically in mock protest, but he can’t do much to hide the twitching of his lips as a small smile makes it’s way onto his face.

In the end, they’d ended up funnily situated, with Macaque bumping into the partition of his thighs as Wukong intertwined their fingers, using his spare hand to cup his cheek. It wasn’t the position he’d intended for them to end up in, but Macaque hadn’t seemed to mind, holding no protest and screaming no swears.

And they had stayed like that, all into night.

And it was nice, because, really, when was the last time they had ever been so close without each other’s weapons at their necks?

#shadowpeach #monkie kid #monkie kid macaque #monkie king #six eared macaque #sun wukong #they deserve this #I’m making this canon

[aesthetic-uni]

Miles “Who’s Morales” vs Gwen “Gwwwwanda” vs Pavtir “You seem like a nice young woman I do not know” FIGHT

#uni talks about the universe #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #miles morales #gwen stacy #pavtir prabhakar #the spider kids DO NOT know how to lie #Jess: You know we can just teach them how to lie #Miguel: sorry no this is a canon event #Peter B: For once I agree every kid must suffer through this stage #Hobie seems like he’s immune to this #but he slipped up once and no one has ever been able to figure out what happened #there’s wild rumors going around that he will never confirm nor deny #side note Margo and Peni are also apart of the spider kids #this has nothing to do with the post I just see people leaving them out so I’m making this formal announcement to my two followers #originally I put how pav’s hair was giving him away but the scene with saving his girlfriend felt more accurate yknow?

[locusfandomtime]

The maths fandom is wild. “Real” and “imaginary” numbers? I think you mean canon and non-canon. You guys seriously go “this is my number oc his name is i and he is the square root of -1” when in numbers canon lore it’s actually impossible to square root a negative but sure whatever. “Complex numbers”? I think you mean a character x oc ship. “f(x) = 3x - 5”? That is self-insert fanfiction.

#(spoiler for the maths finale) 7 eats 9 #mathblr #math memes #shitpost #locus other time #this is a joke don’t get too worried about it. I just wanted an excuse to say imaginary numbers are OCs #i would go more in depth but alas. as I’m making this I’m 16 so I haven’t learned all the fun maths lore yet #math #to reiterate: I am aware this is an oversimplification and not how maths works and nothing in maths is canon! #I am not trying to say square rooting negative numbers is stupid or impossible or saying imaginary numbers are a lie or anything like that #I just wanted to have a bit of fun with using fandom terms for numbers (and play off the stereotype of people who police “canon”) #no hate to mathematicians or the field of maths. You guys are cool. Sorry if it came off that way

[drawnbythestream]

Obi-wan and his friend Bant Eerin having a sad moment after certain events

#star wars fanart #obi wan kenobi #bant eerin #I was going to save this for a long sketch dump type post #But then again it’s the most complete art I’ve done in a while #Even has a background and everything #I’ve been making my way through the Jedi Apprentice books and I have mixed feelings #Ranging from “this is great 😭💛” to “wow they would never! I’m glad this isn’t canon” #But anyway I was happy to find that Obi-wan has a sweet friend named Bant and I would like to see more of her in stuff #…also I drew this kind of small…since it was supposed to be part of a whole lineup of drawings but then I ran out of drive/energy #So… the rest will be posted some other time

[magic-owl]

I don’t believe in gatekeeping at all but if you flat out admit to me that you’ve consumed little to ZERO of the canon media and have gotten all of your information based off of reading fluffy fic with woobified characters, I will not be taking ANY of your fandom opinions or meta seriously

#i will clarify: you’re more than allowed to have fun! write all the fic you want and play in the sandbox! #but do NOT ever act like you know what you’re talking about lol #‘canon is Wrong and i’ve only read fanfic so that makes me an expert on these characters uwu’ #STOP IT NO #one of my friends thought i shouldn’t kick the beehive #but i’m ready #owl blabs

[the-name-is-loser]

Alyssa: I baked you a pie!

Cash: Really? What flavor?

Alyssa: *pulls gun out of the pie* DEATH!

#loser’s liddol rambles #my ocs: s2 #I’m making this canon #(literally created these little dudes) #actually wait- #this is already canon ashbabshddh IOPS

[rivalmelty]

listen if the existence of the book means there are an infinite number of realities then there’s at least one where fukuzawa took in the both of them and the ada was born on two pillars instead of just one

(pls do not tag as beast)

#oriondrewthis #bsd #bungou sd #bungou stray dogs #bsd odasaku #bsd ranpo #bsd fukuzawa #bsd fanart #do not get me started on the parallels between these three #i will never shut up #and i’m not even talking about this fun little au that i’ve been thinking about for the past three years #no bc the parallels exist in canon #and i will be insufferable about them #they are so important to me #also also not beast btw #my au is different from beast aku still is in the mafia #but dazai is also in the mafia it’s a whole thing #just not beast wanted to make that clear 🫶🏽 #two pillars au

[steddiealltheway]

The upside down is colder than Steve remembers.

To be fair, he only wearing a vest, pants, and no shoes at the moment, and he may be actively bleeding out even with the bandages because of the damn bats but… he just doesn’t remember it being this cold.

He probably didn’t spend long enough in the tunnels to truly get a feel for things. But now that he’s fully here, he can’t imagine what it must’ve been like for Will.

The place is dark enough to even give Steve nightmares although he has Robin, Nancy, and Eddie at this side. How did Will survive with no one?

Steve looks down and carefully steps over a vine as he makes his way through the woods. Did Will ever step on-

“Is this a bad time to mention that I haven’t kissed anyone?”

Steve and the girls turn to Eddie, giving him looks of confusion at the random outburst.

Eddie keeps walking, staring at the ground as he tries not to activate the hive mind. “I’m just saying, it kind of feels like the end of the world here, and it makes you think. Like, do I really want to die a virgin? Not really, but dying without kissing anyone… I feel like that’s a bigger problem in my book.”

Robin and Nancy share the same look of confusion mixed with an air of why are you talking to us about this? But Steve thinks he gets the nervous rambling. He wouldn’t want to die unkissed either.

Eddie slowly stops and turns around, finally noticing that the three of them stopped when he made his first comment. He just stares at them for a moment before sighing, “Forget I said anything. I just hate walking in silence with all these thoughts of impending doom.”

With that, the girls start walking again, quickly catching up to Eddie, but Steve struggles as he thinks a little too hard about what Eddie said instead of thinking about not stepping on a vine. So he compromises speed for a very important thought.

Eddie wants to kiss someone. Probably. Definitely.

He can’t kiss Nancy because she’s with Jonathan, and Steve’s pretty sure Nancy would not be the greatest choice of a first kiss - since she would be unenthusiastic.

And Robin… well. She would be equally as unenthusiastic, probably even more so.

And really, everyone must be thinking the same thing. Because there’s one obvious solution.

“I’ll kiss you,” Steve announces as he steps over a vine. He watches as the three of them freeze in front of them, and Eddie almost even trips on a vine.

Once he catches up to them, Steve says, “It’s the clear solution to the problem.”

Robin shoots him a look of bewilderment and mouthes what??

Steve just looks away from her. It’s not a crazy thought really. Eddie wants to kiss someone before the world maybe ends, and Steve is just a really generous person who would like- enjoy- no, volunteer very very generously to help the good cause.

“You’re kidding, right?” Eddie asks.

And oh. Steve hadn’t really thought about how Eddie might not want to kiss him. Shit. He shakes his head. “I’m not kidding, but I wouldn’t do it unless you wanted to. And it’s okay that you don’t. Let’s just keep going.”

Eddie reaches out and grabs his arm. “I never said that I didn’t want to,” he says quickly.

Steve’s pretty sure he hears Robin snort at the comment, and he can sees Nancy trying to hide an amused smile behind her hand. He ignores them and puts his hands on his hips. “Alright.”

“Okay,” Eddie says.

They both stare at each other not moving.

“We’re going to give you some space,” Robin says, grabbing Nancy’s hand and pulling her deeper into the woods.

Steve doesn’t pay much attention to them as they walk away, he’s too busy staring at Eddie. And yeah, he’s a good looking guy. He knew that from high school whenever he would go on his rants, and Steve had an excuse to stare. And really the thought of kissing him is definitely not the worse and actually… he’s kind of looking forward to it, if the fast beating of his heart is any indication.

Eddie though, he looks… scared. Maybe just nervous. But his expression definitely isn’t in any way happy.

Steve takes a step toward him and softly says, “We don’t have to do this, okay? And it’s okay if you don’t want to.”

Eddie shakes his head and laughs humorlessly. “It’s not that I don’t want to it’s just… you’re Steve Harrington.”

“And?”

“And that name means something. And it shouldn’t be tangled up with my name.”

Steve raises his eyebrows at him. “I’m pretty sure we already crossed that line a while ago.”

“But you know what I mean,” Eddie sighs, looking at the ground.

Yeah, he does know what he means. But… “The world might end. I think there are stranger things than you and me kissing.”

Eddie shakes his head. “I think that would be the most shocking thing out of all of this.”

“Then get ready for me to rock your world, Munson,” Steve says with a smirk, stepping closer and brushing a curly strand of hair out of his face.

Eddie takes a deep breath and settles his hands on Steve’s waist above the wounds he’s forgotten about. “Is this… okay?”

Steve nods and wraps his arms around Eddie’s shoulders. “Yeah. Is this?”

Eddie just hums mhm, his eyes get a little wider and his cheeks flush a deeper pink.

Steve can’t help but look over Eddie’s face, taking in what he looks like at the closer proximity when he’s allowed to look. His eyes wander down to where Eddie’s full lips are slightly parted as if they’re just waiting for him to kiss them. But Steve looks back into Eddie’s dark eyes, searching for hesitation but only sending nerves and anticipation.

“I like that you’re the same height as me,” Steve randomly blurts out.

“Why’s that?”

Steve feels a blush creep up his neck. “Because my neck won’t strain when I kiss you.” Eddie laughs, and Steve decides that if the world really is coming to an end, he should be fully honest. “Plus, it’s easier to look at your eyes when they’re at my level.”

Eddie’s grin turns into a soft smile. His eyes glance down at Steve’s lips.

He knows the moment has come. “I’m going to kiss you now, if that’s okay.”

“It’s more than okay,” Eddie says, leaning in closer.

Steve smiles before closing the distance between them and kissing Eddie slowly as if they have all the time in the world. He breaks the kiss and pulls back enough to take in Eddie's expression - eyebrow raised in astonishment, lips slightly parted, and eyes still closed.

And yeah, they might not make it to tomorrow, plus Eddie looks hot. So, Steve doesn’t pull away. Instead, he kisses him again, this time with much more fervor and… yes, tongue. Sue him. He just wants to make Eddie’s first (and second) kiss memorable.

Eddie’s hands press into Steve’s back, pulling him closer as Steve slows the kiss, needing air. He pulls back and breathes in deep, staring at Eddie’s kiss swollen lips and feeling… many things.

But instead of giving into those feelings, Steve just pats Eddie on the arm and says, “See, you’re a natural.” As soon as he walks away, Steve wants one of the vines to drag him far far away so he doesn’t have to think about what he just said. Christ. He’s not smooth.

As soon as he catches up to Robin, she practically yanks him back so Eddie and Nancy can wander off out of earshot.

Steve crosses his arms and stares at her. “What?”

“Don’t ‘what’ me. You know exactly what this is about,” Robin says, jabbing a finger into his chest.

Steve winces. “Okay. Yes. I kissed Eddie. But what else was I supposed to do? Make you or Nance kiss him? No way.”

“You realize that he was just thinking out loud, right? You turned his thought into an invitation.”

Steve shrugs and walks toward the other two, trying to make sure they don’t go too far. “It sounded like an invitation to me,” he says with a shrug.

“I’m sure it did,” Robin mutters.

Steve turns to glare at her.

Robin sighs and lays a hand on his arm. “You can talk to me, you know? Even if you’re in the process of figuring things out and can’t get a true read of things.”

Steve turns and looks back at Eddie, noting how his heart beats a little faster and his body wants more than anything to get closer to him. He looks back and Robin and asks, “How obvious am I being?”

The tension in Robin’s shoulder goes away slightly at the question, and she smiles. “With the ‘you’re a natural’ comment? Totally fooled. No one would guess a thing.”

Steve’s jaw drops. “You were watching that?”

“How could I not? And do I regret it?” Robin pauses before answering her question, “A little when you started using tongue.”

“Jesus, Robin,” Steve says, trying to sound annoyed, but he can’t help but laugh.

Robin smiles and nudges him. “It seems like you have a type.”

Steve raises an eyebrow before he looks to where Robin is staring. He watches as Nancy and Eddie talk quietly about something, both sharing a small smile, amusement evident in their big round eyes, and dark, curly hair framing their faces. Maybe Robin has a point.

“Maybe I do,” Steve says as Eddie glances back at him and smiles. When he turns back, Steve asks Robin, “Do you think we could talk more about it when we’re not in an alternate dimension, and I have time to think about things?”

“Of course,” Robin says and squeezes his arm. “But for now, I’m going to give you things to think about!” she announces before running ahead to Nancy and quickly starting some type of hushed conversation.

Steve looks at where Eddie lingers behind the girls and quickly runs up to him, deciding maybe he can figure things out now. And maybe he can verbally thank him for saving his ass instead of just kissing him and hoping he gets the message.

Gosh, he doesn’t know if he can get through this without getting distracted by his lips. But he’s going to try.

(And he’s going to fail)

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie ficlet #stranger things #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #did I just accidentally sort of make this canon compliant? #maybe #do i regret it? #not at all #now I’m just going to insist this is a deleted scene #because it is #they kissed your honor

[clementartz]

unspoken truth

#yosuke hanamura #souyo #persona 4 #p4 #persona 4 golden #p4g #shadow yosuke #ivegotnoromeo art #something something the realization you might be in love with your best friend who is a dude #and who you call your partner but strictly platonically of course because you’re not gay #(but maybe you are) #but nooooo you can’t be because you like Girls you’re the Girl Liker you can’t like guys that’s weiiird and baaaaad #(<- too emotionally constipated and full of internalized homophobia to realize bisexuality is a thing) #anyways i hope atlus makes his gay confession canon whenever they remake p4 or i’m actually gonna 💥

[vrronica-sawyer]

On the job 🏃‍♀️

#this is a concept sketch for some Trigun spring shaker charms im planning but I got carried away blocking in the colors bc I love them #i have vashwood ones sketched too they’re…. fine #I was gonna only do ones based on panels from the manga but there’s no canon scenes of the whole trigang traveling together and I want one #might make one up #anyway when I have all the sketches done I’m gonna do an interest check post #even if ppl don’t want them I’m ordering a small batch for me and my friends lol #Meryl Stryfe #milly Thompson #Trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #rill'sart #rill’sart #fanart

[mmmairon]

Home was the only place left.

Prints

#something about diluc coming home after 4 years just beyond exhausted everything no longer in his control severely wounded #trodding on his horse through his cecilia garden during the wee hours of the morning. adelinde will surely get a scare. oh well. #bending canon that he had his vision. anyway. wanted to make a piece that had some vague storytelling behind #it for the viewer to come up with their own assumptions #is the blood on his arm his or an enemy’s??? it’s up to you #i started this painting august 18th of 2022 lawllll i hated every moment of it but godbless it’s done #diluc #my art #genshin impact #diluc ragnvindr #diluc fanart #shoutout to my right arm for referencing the awkward angle of holding the sword #nice thing that i’m muscled ❤️❤️❤️

[rinisdrawing]

cozy summer afternoons

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf sb #fnaf ruin #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #glamrock freddy #gregory fnaf #fnaf gregory #vanessa fnaf #fnaf vanessa #3 star family #ever since it was confirmed that the 3 star family ending was canon i’ve been itching to draw these guys again #i wanted to set this sometime after sb and before ruin! #i imagine that theres peaceful moments where greg is making comics and fred is talking to him and ness is developing code for mxes #also for mobile users i’m terribly sorry if the quality is super bad.. this got compressed bc of how large of a canvas it was </3 #i tried encapsulating as much of gregory’s personality and interests as i could bc i rlly wanted this to feel like his room #(peep the lil mario and luigi statues above greg’s bed hehe) #and yes i did reuse the photo booth pic i drew a few months back.. just a personal lil easter egg :) #rin’s artchive

[that-nerd-who-writes-fanfiction]

Elyan: Why aren't they talking?

Leon: They got into an argument last night.

Elyan: Oh. Well then, why are they holding hands?

Leon, sighing: Arthur gets sad when they argue.

#bbc merlin #merlin #incorrect merlin quotes #make merthur canon for leons sake #leon the long suffering #the knights of the round table #sir elyan #sir leon #merthur #arthur pendragon #merlin emrys #i’m bad at tagging #merlin bbc

[ashdoodle-s]

Aventurine’s sister… in which I’m surprised no one has drawn a hc design for her yet LOL

#my art #honkai star rail #hsr #aventurine #i initially wanted her to look very similar to canon aven (in terms of hair) #to make it look like he copied her #but i’m actually gonna make his mom have that hairstyle

[coltonclay]

It’s part of how I accidentally screwed up act 1 to an insane degree, but I’ve never had Gale in my party to where I’ve had to use him in combat. This unintentionally made him the funniest bitch in the game. He’s some bum that just hangs out in my camp lamenting about his ex, talking about how much he loves his cat, and asking for very expensive items with no material benefit to the team. World’s most unemployed man.

#I’m a sorcerer and keep at least one half caster in the party at all times and that’s kind of my limit for casters personally #not canon to the game but canon to a home game he’s my aasimar’s stepdad which makes him even more pathetic #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

[steddieas-shegoes]

cw: implied domestic abuse (zero detail is given)

Eddie was late for school at least once a week. It wasn’t a problem of getting up and getting ready on time, his mom made sure he was moving.

He could hear the way the new neighbors fought sometimes, saw the way the older boy would rush into his vehicle and practically fly out of the park. He’d watch as the younger girl, Red, would follow soon after, backpack slung over her shoulder and feet kicking rocks as she walked to the main road to catch the bus.

He didn’t stop her the first time it happened. To be honest, she looked furious and he didn’t exactly want to be torn to pieces by a girl at least 5 years younger than him.

But the second time, he swore he saw a few tears on her face and he couldn’t not at least try.

When she didn’t immediately murder him, he decided it was probably safe to offer a ride to school. Surprisingly, she agreed.

And this continued for months.

Annie Munson would get a call from the school every couple of times and try to explain, but any Munson excuse was not an excuse they cared to hear.

She didn’t say anything to Eddie about it; didn’t want him to feel like he was doing anything wrong by being kind to someone who needed all the kindness they could get. She saw the way Mrs. Mayfield seemed to stay curled into herself even when he wasn’t around. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on.

But eventually, the school threatened to call child protective services, and Annie couldn’t let Eddie deal with that. He’d already had enough of that before they moved in with Wayne.

So she pulled him aside the night of that call and hugged him hard, told him she loved him for his big heart, his caring soul, but he had to figure out how to not be late to school.

He could read between the lines easily enough.

Max started showing up at their door 15 minutes earlier every morning, not quite smiling, but not looking quite as angry. Annie welcomed her in as she finished packing her lunch for work, didn’t really try to talk to her much. She left that to Eddie, who always came down the short hallway with a beaming smile and a “Hey Red! Long time no see!” or a “You’re looking slightly less murderous this morning, did you already sacrifice something to Satan? Without me?”

Max always tried to hide a smile, but Annie caught it.

Eddie had that energy that made everyone feel just a hint of sun on a cloudy day.

It continued well into Max’s freshman year. Especially after her step brother died in a tragic mall fire and her step dad booked it out of town, she needed someone.

At school, they pretended not to know each other. Eddie explained it was easier on Max that way, and she had other friends, or so she said. He never really saw her hanging out with them, but he just assumed they had different schedules.

Annie saw through it. She was pretty sure Eddie saw through it. Neither of them risked her running for the hills, though.

- - - -

After the earthquake, Annie spent as much time with Eddie and Max as she could. Max’s mom seemed distant, like she couldn’t process any of what happened. Max deserved better than that, so Annie did her best.

It was easy to forget how young she was when she spoke. The boy who sat by her side nearly 24/7, Lucas, explained that she had to fend for herself since she was pretty young, as if she still wasn’t pretty young.

As soon as Eddie was able to leave his bed, he asked to be wheeled over to Max’s room.

“Gotta make sure she didn’t perform any satanic rituals without me,” he joked, though it fell flat when it hit him that most people still thought he actually performed satanic rituals.

Annie had to get home and make dinner for her and Wayne, so the Harrington boy volunteered to take him.

Annie was perceptive enough to see why the Harrington boy, Steve, was around nearly every day. She was also perceptive enough to see the way Eddie blushed when Steve wrapped his arm around his waist to help him into the wheelchair. She’d ask him about it later.

She did at least walk with them to the elevator, listened to their quiet conversation about Max being half blind and her arms being in casts.

The next day, she visited Eddie as usual before work, brought him a hot coffee. He was still asleep, his hand stretched out towards a sleeping Steve. Steve’s fingers were just barely touching Eddie’s, like they’d maybe been holding hands at some point until someone shifted in their sleep.

She set the coffee down on the table by his bed and scratched a note on the pad he’d been using for campaign notes.

Maybe they could bring Steve a cot if he’s gonna be a permanent fixture in your room. Love, mama

She folded it in half and set the coffee cup on top of it so hopefully only Eddie would see.

But if Steve saw it, maybe that would be okay.

- - - -

When Max got out of the hospital, Eddie was waiting for her in his van, only just released from police custody a few days before.

She shook her head.

“I may actually have to do a satanic ritual to get into that thing. I thought Steve was getting me in his car?”

The nurses scoffed at her words, but Eddie ignored her.

“Steve had to take Robin to the school for volunteering. And I brought Lucas to help,” he gestured behind him to where Lucas was hesitantly standing by the passenger door. “Between the two of us, we can get you in and out. No satanic ritual required. This time.”

He winked at the nurse, just to be a shit.

“Annie said she’d bring me cake when I got home,” Max said as they maneuvered her into the passenger seat and waved the nurse away.

“She’s at home baking it as we speak, Red.”

“Oh.” She said it like she actually didn’t believe it would happen. Maybe she didn’t. “Cool. I guess.”

Eddie smirked. “When my mama says she’ll do something, she does it. And if she can’t, she’ll do the next best thing. Never doubt her.”

“Yeah, but I’m not her kid.”

“Neither is Lucas, but she packed him lunches everyday for the last two weeks when she realized he wasn’t leaving your room to get something. Neither is Steve, but she makes his favorite for dinner once a week. Neither is Dustin, but she held him until his mom could get to the hospital when they were trying to set his ankle. If she cares about you, she does it.”

Max nodded. “I guess that’s a nice thing to have.”

“Yeah. And you have it now. So don’t push her away. Or any of us. Got it?”

Max snorted. “I haven’t had a moment alone in over a month. It’s not like I can get rid of any of you.”

“Exactly. Glad we’re on the same page!”

She turned to Lucas the best she could and glared. “You’re taking me to the movies as soon as these casts are off.”

“Yeah! Okay, yep!” He agreed quickly.

Eddie snorted. “Jesus Christ. You two are ridiculous.”

“Whatever,” they said in unison.

- - - -

When everyone was able to go back to school, Eddie drove them all.

He had a diploma, so he didn’t have to worry about being late, but he still woke up early enough to pick them all up and drop them off.

Max was always the last one out of the van.

“No satanic rituals without me,” Eddie would tell her.

“Not until Saturday!” Max would answer him.

#we can throw canon to the wolves if we want to #I just think that max would think of Eddie as her actual older brother #and I’m gonna make it work for my own non-canon events #eddie munson #max mayfield #stranger things #Annie Munson #mama Munson #steve harrington #steddie