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Indie Eddie Munson by @corrodedcoffyn & Steve Harrington by @kingharringtxn
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Indie Eddie Munson by @corrodedcoffyn & Steve Harrington by @kingharringtxn

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@corrodedcoffyn asked: ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch (argyle)
Argyle was trying to sneak a quick taste of whatever Eddie was cooking but his advance was quickly swatted away. This was why he preferred to do the cooking as he could taste as he went along. Still Eddie had insisted so Argyle had attempted to sit back and not help. He goes to have a seat on the couch watching Eddie work. “You know you get this real determined look on your face when you’re hard at work. Your tongue sticks out or whatever- I like it.” He says before resting his head on the back of the couch to comfortably watch.
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Rick had just gotten home , being away was bad enough...being in Jail was making it even worse. He never served long but he always missed his home when he was away from it. The very moment when he pulled into his driveway he noticed something was off though he got very worried when he got inside..the place looked trashed..like someone got in here and fucked about. What he would do to have his revolver on him right now..so instead he took a knife from the kitchen, quietly walking from room to room on the first floor. He reached the Stairs going up to the bedrooms and he saw the shadow of somone. “ Whoever the fuck you are , you better get out before i get mad!”
@corrodedcoffyn sent: ∗ 82﹕ sender draws receiver into a kiss by the back of their neck.
IT MADE SENSE THAT EDDIE HIDE OUT at Steve's house. His parents were never home and they were currently on business in California and wouldn't be back for another two weeks. It gave them plenty of time to figure out a more permanent solution for Eddie, or prove his innocence which felt like an impossible feat at this moment. Especially when he considered that Jason fucking Carver was basically organizing a witch hunt for the guy. No one would think to look for Eddie at the Harrington residence, and their home was far enough removed from the city proper, and blocked by trees, that no one would easily see him through a window. So Eddie was currently living in the guest bedroom and Steve had to admit it was...nice to have someone else in the house all the time. Robin came over a lot but she never stayed the night or anything like that. Steve had gotten so used to being alone that whenever he heard Eddie moving around the house it surprised him. The fact he was paranoid as all get out anymore didn't help.
In the time that Eddie had stayed with him he'd gotten to know the guy better. There was much more to Eddie Munson than the rebel without a cause he portrayed himself to be. Steve found that he actually liked the guy. Even enjoyed the times they chilled in his living room talking about absolutely nothing of importance. It was a good distraction from all the bullshit happening with Vecna.
But when Eddie took hold of the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, Steve froze in shock. It felt like it came out of nowhere and he didn't know what to do. What he should have done was pull away, tell Eddie that he wasn't into guys. Except that wasn't necessarily true. Eddie was attractive but Steve had never tried to parse those thoughts. Now he was being confronted with it and oh fuck, he didn't know what to think.
When the kiss was broken, Steve stared at the other man, lips parted in surprise, eyes wide. ❝ I...what was that for? ❞ he asked. Steve wasn't angry, not at all. He was; however, confused.
@corrodedcoffyn asked: “just one kiss and i’ll never ask again.” (THIS IS ON YOU MAN)
Argyle cracks a smile as Eddie insists that it’s a one time thing. It’s amusing to say the least, “My dude don’t say that just yet. You may just love the way I kiss and come back asking for me. I won’t judge you if you do of course I have been told I am a pretty good kisser.” It was only by one person... maybe two he wasn’t sure but either way he was given rave reviews but those he had laid one on so Eddie could very well go asking for more.
Rather than let Eddie say anything else he grabs hold of Eddie bringing him in close. He tilts Eddie’s chin up before leaning down hiding them both in a curtain of silky black hair as he gives Eddie a deep kiss.

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@corrodedcoffyn said: ❝ i’m staying. end of discussion. you gotta learn to let people take care of you. ❞
NANCY BLINKED UP AT EDDIE IN SURPRISE, blue eyes wide. That was unexpected and she was struck momentarily speechless by Eddie's words. It wasn't that she wasn't grateful that he wanted to stay with her and make sure she was okay, but surely he had someone else he wanted to be. Her parents and Holly weren't home, away for the weekend, and Mike was still in California, which meant she was alone in her house. She didn't want to be. Not after everything she and Robin had learned earlier from Victor Creel. He had a point; Nancy didn't usually allow someone to take care of her. She always wanted to take care of those around her. It was likely instinctual because she was a big sister.
So she stood in the middle of her bedroom and nodded slowly. ❝ Okay. I mean...thank you...for caring. ❞ Nancy's stomach churned faintly, though not in an uncomfortable way. Sure, she had known of Eddie Munson since they were in the same year, and she knew he was part of Mike's game club. But she had never really seen Eddie. She hadn't realized that he was as caring as he was. It surprised her. ❝ I...can you...? ❞ She sighed, frustrated with herself and her lack of ability to articulate her thoughts. ❝ Would it be too forward of me to ask you to stay in here with me tonight? We can share the bed. I don't mind. ❞ Nancy felt her cheeks heat up and she couldn't look at him, instead averting her eyes to the carpet beneath their feet.
❛ does it hurt much ? i can kiss it better if you want. ❜
"Huh? Oh, no. Nah man, it's nothing bad." Steve had rolled his shoulders into a shrug, not wanting Eddie to worry about him. "Certainly not anything worse than anything either of us has dealt with before." He smiled softly, knowing that underneath both their layers of clothes were matching scars. Or, well, matching enough. Chunks of flesh stolen by those Godawful Demobats. Compared to that, this pain was really nothing.
"I've lost enough fights in my life, you think I'd know better than to start them at this point." But Steve was incredibly protective of people he loved, and that especially included Eddie now. He hated that even though the metalhead had gotten his name cleared, and by the government no less, people were still shit talking the Munson male and acting like he had committed all those murders. Steve couldn't stand by and just listen to that shit.
Not that he was going to tell Eddie that, of course not. Eddie didn't need to feel guilty that Steve was currently sporting quite the shiner in his defense, and he also didn't want the other to feel the need to go and finish what Steve had horribly started. "Definitely not the first black eye I've gotten in my life, and won't be the last." A snort, fingers gently moving up to the swollen skin and wincing. Honestly, the fact he still even had an eye after all of this was unbelievable. "Besides, I think it makes me look sort of badass, don't you?"
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[ BITE. ] the sender bites receiver on the wrist to drink their blood. (corrodedcoffyn)
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Steve couldn’t help the sharp hiss that passed his lips as fangs sank into flesh, he hand automatically clenching into a fist and a shaky breath left his chest. He knew that Eddie hadn’t fed recently and despite trying to tell him that was probably going to make whatever hunger he had worse, it seemed to fall on deaf ears. So here they were again, the younger male refusing to let the other walk away hungry, it was something that he could actually help with, even if it meant being a human juicebox.
“Fuck” Was all he breathed out as he tried to keep his arm still whilst he shifted to get comfortable, letting his head fall back against the back of the couch and his eyes closing briefly. It wasn’t that it hurt although it was somewhat unpleasant— At least at first. Once the initial shock wore off, it felt more like someone giving him an intense hickey, although he was unsure on how many hickeys were probably given to people on their wrists of all places.