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Remember me?
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Eddie is a metal star living in New York and needed a bite to eat. It doesn’t get awkward until he runs into his past
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The streets of New York City were busy. Even at night. Of course the thousands of people taking pictures weren’t helping.
Eddie had just gotten done with his gig at Webster hall and decided to take a late night walk to get fresh air after being stuck, sweaty and gross on a stage for three hours. He was still wearing his outfit from the show, a pair of baggy cargo pants with his bandana tucked into his back pocket and his cuffs hanging off one of his belt loops, a cropped re designed version of the hellfire logo, a fishnet shirt under that and his hair up in a bun to get the sweat off his neck.
Even if the streets were busy he didn’t mind. Walking past shop after shop he’d look through the windows to see what kind of stuff they were selling. A sports memorabilia store selling sport cards and merch like hats and jerseys. A little yarn shop filled with different textures and colors. A subway shop that he desperately wanted to stop into and he would if he hadn’t forgotten his wallet.
Staring through the subway window he saw the cashier making their customer the desired sandwich. He watched as he, somewhat, skillfully put the cheese and meat onto the bread, taking some bacon and putting it in their weird microwave. Eddie’s stomach growled and as it did he remembered about Apple Pay. He had about $73 dollars left on there so he walked in and hoped they took tap.
Waiting in line he heard the door ring signaling someone had entered. Hearing their footsteps stomp behind him and a sharp breath was taken. As the line slowly moved forward, Eddie could hear the aforementioned guy behind him put his phone up to his ear as the ringing became muffled.
He heard the guy start to whisper to the recipient on the phone, curious but not enough to eavesdrop on their conversation. The few people in front of him had came and left and it was soon his turn. He wrapped up his order with a foot long, a cookie, chips and a drink. The took his phone out and got Apple Pay ready when the man that was behind him, now next to him, spoke.
“I’ll pay for it man” a deep voice had spoken up beside him.
The sound of gravelly morning voice made Eddie jolt. Taking him back to Hawkins. Laying in bed with…
“Steve” he said softly, his heart beating ten times faster than it was.
He turned his head to meet Steve’s eyes. Still brown like firewood after the flames have been put out. His hair had changed. What was once tall and fluffy, helped by Farrah fawcet spray, was now laying beside his cheeks with the tips dyed blue. He had gotten more freckles since the last time he saw him.
The last time Eddie had seen anyone really. He had left in the middle of the night to go with his band mates to start his dream job. No one knew he was gonna leave, he knew they’d make a big fuss about it and a part of him couldn’t stand the look that would have been on Steve’s face when he said he’d be leaving.
The cashier broke the long silence between them “so, which one of you is going to pay? There’s a line forming”
Steve walked up to the register and handed the man his card, not taking his eyes off Eddie.
“Been a bit hasn’t it” Steve said. Finally tearing his eyes away from Eddie to look literally anywhere else.
“Yeah. A bit” Eddie replied, a wave of guilt washing over him
“Seven years is a long time” Steve whispered, taking his card back from the cashier “and you never called” he said before walking out.
Eddie chased after him and caught his arm. Pulling him back
“I wanted to call! I really did but I knew you’d be mad at me. Just like you are now! I’m so so sorry Stevie.” He said feeling tears well in his eyes.
“Don’t call me that” Steve snapped “you lost that privilege when you left and didn’t say anything. Not even a note Eddie! You have no clue how hurt and worried I was about you. It wasn’t until rob had said she saw you on television that I knew you had left us. That you had left me” tears had started to slip from Steve’s eyes and Eddie desperately wanted to place his hand on steves cheek like he used to and kiss them away.
“I know stevi- Steve. I know. And I’m so incredibly sorry. I wish there was some way I could make it up to you.” Eddie had sighed and let go of Steve’s arm “but unless you let me, there’s no way I can fix what I did”
There was a silence. The sound of cars rushing by was the only thing that was heard between the two.
Steve broke the silence and said “you can start by coming home with me”
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WELL that took such a long time. I want to start making longer stories and maybe continuous parts. Should I make a second part
And please any advice on writing or tips are appreciated as I’m still new to this.
Hope you liked it!
#eddie munson#eddie stranger things#steddie#stranger things#eddie#steve harrington#steve stranger things#stevexeddie#modern stranger things#rockstar eddie munson#rockstar Eddie#remember me?#Steve#part two?
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I climbed a mountain again!
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Remember Me? Sp
Here is a sneak peek for all of my lovely readers that have been waiting for the part 4, I have been busy with studies and Eris week, so sorry for the delay ☺️
Fin gasped, staring wide eyed at the display of magic. "How did you do that?!"
"It's my magic, young one."
"Really?" Fin stared at the Autumn Court's High Lord in wonder.
"Really." Eris smiled.
"What else can you do?
"Eris." She regarded him coldly. "I don't know what you want with me or my son. I don't know why you are so interested in our lives. But I do know that I will not be tolerating your bullshit until you give me a good reason not to gut you like a fish. You hear me?"
He nodded, opening his mouth. She didn't give him a chance.
"Good. Now get out. And don't show your face until you have a good reason."
#Remember Me?#rhysand x reader#eris vanserra x reader#Just so you know#I haven't forgotten#About my lovely hoomans#And my fics
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Hey, I’m hurt, Pucky
#alpha flight#puck#eugene judd#diamond lil#boot to the head#whuk#remember me?#ungh#dat rack#john byrne#marvel comics#comics#80s comics
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Me making it big on Twitter then crawling back to my tumblr following I neglected.
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From the Golden Age of Television
Remember Me? - CBS - August 12, 1952
A presentation of "Suspense" Season 4 Episode 45
Drama
Running Time: 30 minutes
Directed by Robert Mulligan
Hosted by Rex Marshall
Stars:
Cloris Leachman as Ruth Shaw
Martin E. Brooks as Harry Raymond
Frieda Altman as Mrs. Liebowitz
Henry Sharp as Mr. Liebowitz
Eva Condon as Mrs. Dooley
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@kkittycries I hope ur ps5 crashes and you’re forced to give me attention
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Happy new year! In 2024, between June and July, this account turns TEN YEARS OLD
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Nagai Kei and Sunflowers
#ajin#nagai kei#ajin: demi human#I never posted this on tumblr#hello ajin fandom#remember me?#I'm gonna post all the old arts#nez art
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Remember me
Part two
This is part one^^
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Eddie froze and stared at Steve for a bit.
“Go…home with you? Like, as in sleep with you”
Steve rolled his eyes “ oh GOD no. Just to get out of the cold.” Steve said adjusting his jacket
Eddie stopped for a bit. It had gotten colder since he had gone into the subway. Probably didn’t notice because he’s panicking about Steve Harrington.
“Yeah. Yeah okay I can do that” Eddie said. Nerves crept down his back and Into his stomach. Feeling butterflies was something he hadn’t experienced since he left hawkins.
Steve turned and started to walk. Eddie followed suit, making sure to stay somewhat behind in case anything were to happen. He watched as Steve pulled out his keys and unlocked his car. He got in and looked at Eddie
“You gonna stand there all night or are we gonna do this?” He joked.
Eddie smiles and says “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He gets in and Steve drives off.
They got on the freeway and no words were spoken. It was all silence except for the light sound of the radio. Eddie felt even more nervous than he already was. Thinking through all the things that could happen while they drive. A car accident? What if they fall into a ditch? What if Steve isn’t taking him to his place but instead somewhere dangerous?
He knew that last one wasn’t very likely but it’s good to be cautious. They arrived at Steve’s house and Eddie wasn’t surprised at how big it was. Two floors with beautiful arched windows on either side of the front door. To the side he could see what looked like a railing and assumed Steve had a balcony.
“You sure do freeze a lot for a rockstar.” Steve said, crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe. “You coming in?”
“Yes! Yep! Sorry just…admiring the house.” He said walking to the front door.
“Eh it’s just one of my parents. They insisted on me having a nice house instead of a ‘crusty old New York apartment’. Their words, not mine” Steve said, shrugging his jacket off and hanging it up.
Eddie watched as he began to untie his shoes. “So is it just you here? No Robin? No roommate?” He asked. Looking around
“No. Robbie wanted to have her own apartment so she could bring girls home without worrying about a roommate. She’s really spread her wings since we moved here.” Steve chuckled remembering his conversation with Robin.
Eddie nodded and started to untie his shoes. Assuming that Steve didn’t want to get his parents carpet dirty with outside shoes. Steve went and sat on the couch not too far from the door, waiting for Eddie to join him.
Eddie walked over and sat on the couch. “So Steve. Why did you bring me here?” He asked. Refusing to look into Steve’s perfect brown eyes.
“I want you to actually tell me why you left. I know, I know you left because Hawkins was small and it would be difficult for a rockstar but why did you leave. You left your family. You left your friends…you left me.” Steve said. Looking down at his lap fidgeting with his fingers.
Eddie’s head snapped up. “No! No Steve I didn’t want to leave you. It’s just that- you already had so much going on. And I knew that if I told you it would just cause a big tumble of emotions. I didn’t want to make you cry.”
You didn’t want to make me cry?! I did cry Eddie! For weeks! It wasn’t until Wayne told me where you had gone that I decided to move on! To get on with my life instead of being stuck in bed wondering where I went wrong!” Steve shouted. Tears were now forming at his eyes, threatening to spill out.
“I know what you’re thinking Steve. How could I have done that. To you, to our friends. I know what I did was wrong. I thought you were better off without me! And-and I was wrong. I see that now but you have to understand how I was feeling too. You barely had time for me with all your tests and papers you needed to write. I thought you just…didn’t want me anymore.” Eddie said. Tears slowly slipping down his face.
Steve paused. Eddie knew that look. He was thinking. He always made the same face. Little lines above his nose in between his eyebrows, bottom lip tucked in so he could chew on it.
Steve finally spoke up. “I can’t forget what you did to me. What you did to everyone. But…I can forgive you. I think I already have.”
Eddie was overjoyed. He finally had his Stevie back. He rushed to hug him and pulled him into a tight squeeze.
“There’s gonna be some rules if we’re gonna do this again okay? We can talk about those later though. For now I just wanna hold you” steve said into Eddie’s neck.
“Yeah I know Stevie. It’s okay if I call you that now right? Can I call you my Stevie?” Eddie pulled away and looked for any sign of no in Steve’s eyes.
“Yes you can Eddie. I’m your Stevie again.” He smiled and put his hand on Eddie’s cheek, rubbing his thumb across his cheekbone.
“Thank you Stevie. For everything. For forgiving me and giving me another chance.”
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hi! Sorry that took so long to make and I’m sorry if it’s shorter. I’ve been incredibly busy with work and it’s currently 3 in the morning. I had a burst of creativity.
Should I make a part three or just leave it as it is here?
Let me know if you liked it! Also constructive criticism is helpful as I’m still pretty new to this!
#eddie munson#eddie stranger things#steddie#stranger things#eddie#steve harrington#steve stranger things#Steve#stevexeddie#modern stranger things#remember me?
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Remember Me? (4146 words) by moonage___daydream
Rating: General Audiences
Summary:
When Sirius Black was arrested in 1981 the dementors took everything from him. His life, his freedom, and every good memory he had ever clung to. Finally free, he arrives on the doorstep of Remus Lupin, only just remembering his name.
Comment:
This was just so heartbreaking and beautiful, just the perfect amount of angst! I loved Remus and Sirius slowly trying to find a way to connect again.
#remember me?#moonage___daydream#wolfstar#wolfstar fic#remus lupin#sirius black#fic rec#angst#post azkaban#AU#second wizarding war#amnesia#memory loss#hurt/comfort
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“Hey Professor, everything okay?”
“You can call me Remus, Harry. And that’s the exact question I wanted to ask you.”
“I’m alright. I like the photos, they make me feel closer to them in a way.”
Remus nodded, “I know what you mean. I lost my Mam when I was younger. The photos made me feel as though I knew her sometimes.”
Harry thought for a moment, “Do people ever tell you that you look like your mum?”
“Sometimes. Why do you ask?”
“I love being told I look like dad. It makes me feel proud, like I’m truly his, even if he’s not here to have me. But sometimes it’s stressful. Like, he was this great guy, a hero, and what am I? I’m only a ‘hero’ because I don’t really have a choice. But I’m not as brave as dad was, or as smart, or funny. He was better than me in almost every way possible. Whenever people who look at me see him instead, they’re reminded that I’m not.”
Remus wrapped his arm around the boy and sighed as he leant into his side.
“You look like James, yes, but you’re not him. You’re Harry, and that’s just as good. You’re funny, and smart, and brave. Not only because you have to be, but because that’s just who you are. Looking like your dad isn’t a bad thing, but it isn’t great either. People will be reminded of him. But you know what you can do?” He looked at Harry, who shook his head.
“You can forge your own path, Harry. You can take all the bravery from your dad’s side, the intelligence from your mum’s and you make your own way. You can prove that you aren’t your parents, you are yourself.”
Harry nodded, smiling up at him. “I want them to be proud of me.”
“Harry Potter, your parents were proud of you from the day you were born. I should know, I was there,” he chuckled, “They will continue to be proud of you until the day you die, and you’re reunited. Then they’ll have the chance to tell you just how proud they are.”
Remus smiled at the boy, who smiled back up at him.
“Thanks, Remus.”
#the marauders#harry potter#remus lupin#sirius black#james potter#harry potter and the prizoner of azkaban#lie low at lupin's#lily potter#ao3 fanfic#Remember me?#angst comfort#proud family#professor lupin
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Remember me?
#wonder woman#princess diana#wonder girl#yara flor#Pegasus#remember me?#before the storm#michael w. conrad#becky cloonan#emanuela lupacchino#dc comics#comics#2020s comics
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Scott remembered. He remembered Pearl, how drawn he had been to her. Remembered Cleo and the easy way she had fit into their dynamic.
He remembered when he saw Cleo. Cleo, who was close enough that she could have been her soulmate. Cleo, chosen by him the same way that Pearl had chosen Martyn. It would have been that way had the universe not bound them the way it had.
He was born of the stars, Pearl of the moon, drawn to each other because of their shared heritage, the darkness and the light within them.
When he met Cleo, he remembered. He knew that he was tied to Pearl.
He remembered Pearl’s lives, two of them given to him freely. The way that they had bound themselves to one another.
He didn’t want to be with Pearl. Pearl who wouldn’t remember him.
They were forcefully bound this time, and Pearl was a wanderer.
Then Pearl spoke, and it was so familiar that it ached.
Then.
“What about the g team?”
Pearl asked, and Scott crumbled.
She knew. She knew and that hurt more than anything because that meant that she had abandoned him. Hadn’t even tried to find him.
He left her with Martyn.
And he knew when Martyn left her because they were bonded by the universe not the world. He knew because he felt the pain betrayal confusion loneliness through their bond.
He echoed the loneliness, because even with Cleo, as close as she was, he did not share a bond.
He wouldn’t have left had Cleo and Martyn not started fighting because even if it would hurt, because Pearl was his and he hers.
Not allied, because they were dark and jaded, tainted by the blood on their hands and the darkness of their souls.
Yet they were separated, rejected by each other rejecting each other.
So Scott slept alone that night.
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