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millyditty · 1 year

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OH BUT I FEEL IT IN MY BONES YALL

Wednesday Addams wouldn't be altogether crazy about Eddie Munson immediately. He's loud and he frolics, and he teases his enemies as if this will outwill them and shows all of his softness in far too many obvious ways. Funny voices, certainly defensive of his children -- but his teeth aren't sharp enough, and he hides his wounds behind his laughter like they're still raw. Something of her Uncle Fester there, perhaps, if she has to make the connection.

But Harrington.

He dresses in bright colors and makes sure to listen to the same boring songs as everyone else around him.

But he has no favorite color, no favorite song.

His sarcasm bites, so much so that he tries to make it playful, and he watches every face that crosses his path, studies their hands. Stares into each dark corner of every bright room, gazes sometimes even at the angles that may be lit now but will be the first to fall into shadows later.

The sickeningly sweet loud boy's favorite boy chooses weapon over protection, action and pain without hesitation once he knows it's time to act.

He does not frolic.

Harrington only watches and protects while others do, mimes care enough to fit in but is the first to fall quiet, still, to remove himself, to stop reading the script once his role has ended. It's immediately clear that he's long lost any interest feigned or otherwise in such foolish pursuits of attention, affection, acceptance.

Past being defensive of those he considers family, it's clear he posseses the true mark of dark and perfect and wildly self-controlled things --

Harrington will kill for his young, for his family.

Split skin, break bone, release his own blood if needed.

Harrington makes her think of the just-pale-enough twinkle lights that Enid threads around her favorite crypt on her birthday weekend before pulling the absolutely ridiculous fuzzy blindfold off, of how the little lights looked sparkly from a distance until she'd stepped closer -- already drawing together every sharp word about such blasphemy against such a masterpiece of stone and shadow -- and then stopped.

Stared.

Realized with surprise just how lovely it was.

The delicate sparkling only made the depths through the open door darker, the space beyond them fuller of things that maybe should never see the light of day.

Wise perhaps, to hide such things with camouflage.

So it takes time to warm up to Munson.

Harrington she decides immediately is worth broken bones, some bruises. Definitely a little blood.

Clearly Steve is meant to be one of hers.

#wednesday #steve harrington #seriously #steve is a thousand times more scary than eddie could ever hope to be #wednesday would suddenly understand the meaning of friendship bracelets #shed put a nail bat charm on his #hed be like ○_○ but secretly put it on #as precious to him as the ring robin gave him out of the cereal box #and eddie's in the back like #youre mostly a lesbian right please maam we are a matched pair please do not separate #steddie #wenclair #in the background

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