#tries again

He was watering thr flowers in the garden. The weather had been nice today...

cornerstone au where eddie flees hawkins, which leaves steve to go on a bender – fucking every single big eyed curly haired person within a foot of distance, because he obviously has a type. he even manages to ask some of them outright if he can call them by eddie's name (which usually ends up with either a drink to his face or a slap), until one day he's out clubbing and finally, finally he finds the perfect pseudo eddie for the night – right hair, right eyes, right fashion sense, right mannerisms, right lips and nose – and in his drunken stupor, he doesn't realize that it is eddie. the actual eddie. he goes up to the dude and asks, pleads, can i please call you his name? to which eddie answers, sadly, knowingly, i'm really not supposed to but yes, you can call me anything you want.

The crushing fear that you're too boring to come up with an interesting way of depicting Slaaneshi corruption

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