Irongeist
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"Just the tip" is something teenagers say when they're trying to gaslight their girlfriends into sex, not grown men trying to convince their catholic boyfriends to fuck. Thankfully, Soap has as little control as Ghost does. Which is to say: None at all.
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a friendly bartender by Mariethequeen
Fandoms: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Deadpool - All Media Types, Marvel (Comics)
11 Jun 2026
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Our friendly, neighborhood Spider-man is too broke to afford his apartment and just lost his job. He finds a new one at the only place that seems to want to hire him, which just happens to be a popular mercenary bar. How will Peter deal with the constant danger and risk of being there, as well as an entertaining man that brightens his mood every shift?
Basically Peter gets hired at Sister Margaret's and meets Wade (romance and drama ensue)
DO NOT FEED THIS TO AI!! I WILL FIGURE OUT WHO YOU ARE AND PERSONALLY FIND A WAY TO DRAG YOU TO HELL!
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"What the hell, dude?" A voice says, rough and tired. "You couldn't have fallen a foot to the left? You crushed my records!"
"WHAT THE FUCK."
"You didn't land on my Zeppelin, did you? Can you check?"
"WHAT IS HAPPENING?"
"Stop yelling, dude, I'm hungover!"
"You're dead!" Steve blinks, rubs at his eyes, blinks again. That's it, he's officially lost it. He's seeing things. Maybe Vecna's back, or something, making him hallucinate, because why else would he be seeing a very much alive Eddie Munson right now? A very much alive Eddie Munson who's staring at him from where he's hunched under his desk, his hair everywhere and his eyes strangely liquid, yelling at him for breaking his records, of all things.
"Evidently not." Eddie says, gesturing a lazy hand over himself and trying a sharp-toothed smile but mostly just looking exhausted and scared.
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- Part 1 of eddie munson's vampire mixtape
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It’s a solid hour since the final bell rang to announce the end of the school day, and yet Eddie Munson is stuck waiting under the bleachers in the empty gym, hoping to snag a ride home with Gareth since his van chose that morning to crap out on him.
Still, it’s not all bad. He finally has a moment of privacy away from judgmental stares and scathing insults; a little bit of much needed peace and quiet.
That is, until the gym doors slam open and a panicked Steve Harrington is sprinting in, throwing himself under the bleachers and slamming into him like a 5’11” freight train of wiry muscle, expensive cologne, and perfect hair.
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It had been two and a half months since the end of Spring Break.
Eddie had been cleared of all charges, The Byers were back in Hawkins like they’d never left, Vecna was dead and gone, and everything was back to normal; or rather as back to normal as Hawkins could get.
Unfortunately for one Steve Harrington, his new normal seemed to be not only his inability to get a date, but also his newfound proclivity towards staring at Eddie Munson’s mouth while he dramatically narrated during a five hour Hellfire session, or counting the freckles on the bridge of his nose, or memorizing the patterns in his honey coloured eyes.
What the fuck was wrong with him?
(Now with Eddie’s pov added!)
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Bookmarked by Irongeist
30 May 2026
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I will kill and die for this author. And this fanfic is the last thing I hope to read before the apocalypse descends upon us.