Can you lock in man the world might crash into another planet and your worried about your lips crashing into his

Oc x Oc Sahir and Azalea

(No x reader sorry not sorry)

Cw: angst, character death, grief, no comfort

Azalea woke up tangled in her lover’s embrace but something felt off.

She ran a hand over his and he felt… cold. Too cold. They had both gotten older but… well she was half elf and lived twice as long as a human. She knew he was slowing down.

But still, that didn’t help her right now, she tried to get a pulse, heartbeat, anything.

Nothing.

She sighed and before she even had time to process what had happened, she pulled on her robe, and went downstairs.

The house was so quiet nowadays. Not like she minded too much. She called for Mike and found him gathering the mail like always.

“The Baron has passed, send for a doctor.” She instructed as firmly as she could, desperately trying to shatter. “Please…don’t take too long Mike..”

She returned to the bedroom, glancing around at the room, seeing what she could make neat before the doctor and whatever else they needed came.

The she slipped out of her robe and climbed back into Sahirs arms.

“You’re probably laughing at me right now…I know how silly it feels…” a sob racked through her body as she pulled herself closer to him, “but I can’t let you go quite yet, my love, I just want to pretend you’ll wake up soon. That you’ll tell me I’m being dumb like always and it’s fine”

Her quiet laughter fell apart into tears, falling asleep as she laid in his arms if only for a minute more.

steve harrington + twirling/fidgeting/playing with things

it’s get a bag tuesday y’all

byler tumblr every day since the great tragedy of December 25, 2025

when i look at steve harrington I giggle and kick my feet but not because I find him hot, but because to me hes like a new puppy I got for christmas

LIKE AWWWW HI COME HERE LET ME PINCH UR CHEEKS HONEY

Every time I see Mike Wheeler on screen

I hc that the entire main cast love eachothers scars but like in the way where Joyce absent mindedly follows the red divots along hoppers arms, Jonathon circles his fingertips around where the glass from the mall cut will, max strokes over where Billy slamming Lucas into the Byers’ cabinet carved a line up into his hair, Robin likes to feel where Nancy lost a section of her ear cartilage to the bats and Steve traces everywhere that Dustin’s hands are marred from burns and cuts

It’s just something they all do when bored

This was supposed to be a funny lil fic about Steve and Dustin going for a run but it turned a bit angsty instead. I got the idea for the funny part during my own run today but when I got home to write it the angst took over lol.

Anyways, enjoy

Words: Just about 1000

Warnings: Mentions of suicidal thoughts

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Several months after the Upside Down’s destruction, after El’s death, Steve finally brings it up.

He had been holding his breath all those months, waiting for Dustin to pull away from him again - waiting for him to grieve El the same way he had grieved Eddie.

But he didn’t. Well, that wasn’t entirely true; he had gone to a very dark place and been quiet for weeks. But this time, he had let Steve help him. He let him comfort him after nightmares and talk him down from multiple spirals of guilt.

Ever since that day in the Upside Down where Dustin admitted how scared he was of losing Steve - how much it would break him, Steve had wanted to mention how terrified he was of losing Dustin too - how just thinking about it made his chest tighten, and his breathing quicken.

THIS IS SO SAD AND SO CUTE AT THE SAME TIME WHAT

steve freaking GALLOPING the way home is sending me 😭😭 who tf let this guy out of containment /silly

I love this sm though like genuinely, the concept of dustin getting his teasy spark back and laughing like he used to.. my baby :(

mike when he meets will new bf for the first time and finds out carlton is a totebag feminist matcha drinking gender studies major

Pretty much ALL of the cast & crew of st