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    Steve didn’t know what he was looking for when they left Hawkins—just that he wanted Eddie in the passenger seat and the past in the rearview mirror. What followed were four months of road trips, river swims, campfires, and a duck they may or may not have accidentally adopted.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    Eddie squints into the bright sunlight flooding the kitchen. He’s eating a bowl of lucky charms that taste like chemicals and fake sugar and he’s not even sure he’s going to make it to the end of the first mouthful. The texture is grainy and artificially chewy and Eddie is sure he used to like these.

    Steve, the guy in Eddie’s house, sits himself opposite with neat little piles of scrambled eggs and cut fruit on his plate. He looks at Eddie, gets up again, pulls the blind just far enough that Eddie’s eyes are shaded, and then comes back to his breakfast.

    “Can I get you anything?”

    “You can get the fuck out of my house,” Eddie replies. But there’s no bite. No meaning. No energy. No anything behind the words. He’s so fucking tired and so done with it all.

    Steve carries on like Eddie hasn’t spoken, and eats his breakfast.

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    10 Jan 2026

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    One of my favourite fics ever

  3. Public Bookmark 53

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    Steve feels awkward. He knows there's a device on him somewhere; Hopper had taken his phone for ten minutes, and brought it back with a different suit jacket for him to wear.

    That had been at half five this morning, standing on Steve's back porch. And as he pulls into the ranch, he has the air con on full blast because fucking hell, he's sweaty when he's nervous.

    Hopper had made this sound easy; the ranch is pretty safe. Only a couple of armed guards. Plus, he's Steve Harrington; you can't just disappear a guy like Steve.

    Hopper had sounded so certain, the cherry of his cigarette bright in the pre-dawn mist. He'd even slapped Steve's shoulder, told him he was saving lives. Steve had felt like a fucking super hero for about twenty minutes, until reality and fucking nerves had swamped him.

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    10 Jan 2026

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    The ritual is simple: morning skate, home for a protein shake, then Shane strips to his briefs, lies in bed, and starts scrolling.

    Or, a Grindr AU

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    09 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 56

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    Shane pictures himself briefly in stripper heels, pushing him up tall enough to sit in Ilya’s lap with room to thrust his hips, Ilya groping at his chest, blunt nails not quite enough to leave marks. His ears turn redder than they already were, if possible. Without thinking, he says:
    “Fine, let’s do heels.”

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    Shane gets a few dancing classes as a White Elephant gift. He learns some things about himself (and about Ilya).

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    02 Jan 2026