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“You can’t tell me I didn’t pick you,” Eddie says, voice shaking, “when you never put yourself on the table to begin with.”
Buck just looks at him—tired, concussed, past pretending.
“Eddie, I’ve been on the table for years. Jesus Christ—I built the damn table. I sanded it, stained it, set a fucking place for you at it. I waited for you to sit down. Do you know what it does to a person to love a life they're not actually part of? To be allowed everywhere but chosen nowhere?”
Or, a collapsing stairwell, years of swallowed feelings, and a fight that finally forces the words out.
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13 May 2026
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"Leave it," Eddie says, his voice pulled taut like a wire about to snap, tight enough to hum.
Buck looks at him, and Eddie’s whole body has gone so rigid he looks carved from stone, but Buck will ruminate on that later. But he can't exactly leave his phone under the seat for the next eight hundred miles, it's got his whole life on it, every stupid photo he's ever taken of Christopher and Eddie and Eddie and Christopher and, embarrassingly, just Eddie, so many just-Eddies, an entire hidden album of candids he'll never admit to because they constitute evidence of something he's been pretending he doesn't feel.
"I can't leave it, it's my phone. It's got— hold on, I think it slid under your seat."
“Buck, don’t.”
It’s as if Eddie doesn’t even know him, because Buck has never once heard the word don’t and responded with anything resembling obedience. So now he’s stretching across the center console with one hand braced on Eddie’s thigh for leverage, the other reaching blindly into the dark gap beneath the driver’s seat, and he’s aware on some level that his positioning is— that he’s essentially— that his head is—
He’s in Eddie’s lap.
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12 May 2026
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Buck’s imagined finding his soulmate what must be thousands of times. Imagined the curve of their delighted smile, the warmth of their embrace. Usually, in his mind, they were a woman. As he grew older and knew himself better, he allowed himself to sometimes picture a man. Sometimes, before the truck bombing, he’d wished it would be Eddie himself.
But always, always, they wanted him.
The reality of the situation is a far cry from his daydreams: Buck, sitting on the cold tile, quietly weeping as he realizes that the person he’s been waiting for, the person he was made for, doesn’t want him after all.
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In a world where soulmates share scars, Buck has a few epiphanies after the shooting. One: Eddie is his soulmate. Two: Eddie has known this since the ladder truck, and hasn't said a word. Cue angst.
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23 Apr 2026
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Mike Wheeler spends years trying to be “normal.”
Normal son, normal friend, normal boyfriend, normal boy.But growing up with Will Byers — through disappearances, monsters, trauma, high school, and finally college — makes “normal” feel less and less like something he actually wants.
This is the long, messy, painfully slow journey of Mike figuring himself out, losing himself, finding himself again, and realizing that the only thing that ever made sense — the only thing that ever felt right — was Will.
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03 Feb 2026
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“How obvious?” He asks, unsure, despite what should be the blaring sign that hides under his layers.
Robin smiles at him, humor lacing her words as she answers.
“Let’s say the, uh, snowball became an avalanche.”Season 5 rewrite ft. #mwtfdydgate and Omegaverse
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