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how you show up like July by makeshiftcandy
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
01 Jan 2026
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"I know it's a bit weird," she chuckled, shrugging. "You and I are kind of the odd ones out, though, wouldn't you say?"
A black sedan pulled up to the curb, passenger window in the process of rolling down, and Ben glanced at the license plate before turning again to Rey.
"You and I are nothing alike," he responded, watching the way she blinked at him. Processing his reply, as though further explanation would be required if he stayed. "Have a pleasant evening, Rey."Moving back home after a series of unfortunate events, Ben, against his wishes, is forced into a group of friends both old and new.
There, he meets Rey.
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Okay, so, he didn’t like Chrissy Cunningham. That would be fucking ridiculous. The gorgeous, eternally-out-of-everyone’s-league cheerleader and the super senior burnout? Even without the existence of her hairline fracture of a boyfriend, Eddie wasn’t obtuse enough to daydream about their shared school experience becoming anything akin to a John Hughes film, alright?
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Eddie and Chrissy lie to themselves.
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the edges of your soul, I haven't seen yet by makeshiftcandy
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
24 Jun 2025
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Twitter user k1nkyguerrilla had posed the prompt: what’s the weirdest celebrity encounter you’ve had?...
I’m not sure if this counts, she found herself typing, but I grew up with the guitarist from Corroded Coffin. Middle school talent show, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes and we high-fived and then he never spoke to me again. Now, when creepy guys try to hit on me, I say oh no, so sorry, I’m actually dating a musician named Eddie. It’s technically true.
Who would’ve thought some cute reminiscence from her childhood would blow up in her face so absolutely? -
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“I–– Sorry. Hello. Um. I’m–– Jane… invited me?”
“She ain’t here,” Eddie replied, leaning casually on the door jamb. Blocking her entrance.
“Oh. Well, um. I can–– I can wait? We’re supposed to––”
A sudden slap against the storm door made Chrissy flinch, eyes widening as she took an unconscious step back. Eddie leaned toward her, every inch of him going from relaxed to menacing in an instant. As though she’d said something unforgivably rude.
“She ain’t here,” Eddie repeated, his voice harder. Angry, she realized. Angry with her. What had she done? Why was he so mad at her? “So why don’t you scurry on back to your cushy little life, princess?”
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“Remember when I said I wanted you to… To start, while I was still asleep?”
Swear to Christ, his brain flatlined. Fully empty for a long, sputtering moment. Television static interrupted by the faint outline of Chrissy’s naked, sleeping form in his imagination.
“Uhhh.” Fuck. “Are you— Like, you’re sure?”
“Please?” she pleaded, so fucking quiet and desperate. He felt her squirming beside him, and he was point-two seconds away from sticking his hand down her shorts. “Please, Eddie?”
“I’d be an idiot if I denied you anything, princess.”
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