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    The air shifts, and a draft of cold caresses the high of his cheeks, ruffles through his hair. His ghosts are scattered to the wind, and he doesn’t look for them.

    He lingers in the past in different ways.

    Hawkins was better than Denver—or, at least, that’s what Steve wanted to convince himself, back then. Too young for the harsh reality of the world, too angry for anything beyond being broken, too something or another: Hawkins was where he would let it all go.

    And he did.

    He left behind his ghosts, his hauntings, his traumas, his whole damn fucking family and even his fucking name—and where did it get him?

    Back in the same fucking place, in almost the exact same fucking manner. There’s an evil that lurks under this town, too, and Steve is often at the centre of it but at least he isn’t the sole focus of it.

    or; '85 is supposed to be steve's year, isn't it? or maybe its just supposed to be another year where he survives, who knows (stranger things s3 rewrite)

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    16 Aug 2026

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    “They say Emrys tamed the great dragon of Camelot and sired the white dragon of Albion-”

    “Sired?” Gwaine interrupted “This Emrys fellow is going around siring dragons? How exactly is that happening? Sex with other dragons?” He asked and despite the situation, Merlin flushed. The man in question blinked, looking equally baffled by the question. From the corner of his eye, Merlin could see Arthur pinching the bridge of his nose.

    “Uh…I actually don’t know.”

    “But you’re Emrys,” Merlin reminded the imposter with a sigh “You don’t remember siring any dragons?”

    “I said it was an off day!” The man complained, trying to cross his arms despite being upside down. Merlin took a long breath. Lancelot had already walked away, but that did nothing to hide his howling laughter.

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    The knights keep hearing various (dramatic) rumors about the great and mighty Emrys. Everyone is such a gossip. Merlin is trying not to have a heart attack. Lancelot is loving life.

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    16 Jul 2026

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    [The Grabber stumbled, collapsed, and morphed back into Vecna. An axe was sticking out of Vecna’s back, blackish-red blood oozing from around the blade and running in rivulets down the vines. The hands still gripping the axe ripped it out and raised it high, ready to strike again if needed.

    Robin Arellano looked back at Steve, just as he was the last time Steve saw him except he was missing his bandana and he had a jagged cut slicing across his throat, caked in dried blood.]

    OR: Steve gets Vecna’d. He’s also Finney Blake and is confronted by his memories of the Grabber, but when Vecna is about to kill him, he’s saved by the ghost boys.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    “You don’t have to sit there, you know.”

     

    Binder half open, Chance froze, turning his head, eyes dark. “What?”

     

    Shifting in his seat, Will averted his gaze. “It’s not assigned seats…you can sit somewhere else today.” He braced himself, ready for Chance to tell him to kick rocks and move seats, he wanted this one. He probably would listen.

     

    Instead, Chance flashed a quick smile, “I know.”

     

    Oh. Okay.

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    06 Jul 2026

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    Will flushed as Richie’s eyes, magnified by his lenses, very obviously raked over him, like he was trying to study or analyze him. If he wasn’t feeling so scrutinized he’d be entertained by how obvious it must be anytime Richie looked at anything. It was like his glasses exposed him rather than shielded him.

    He looked almost wooden now, like he had been startled too, his eyes widening and widening impossibly more, making Will subconsciously worry he’d fall into them and get lost, until a little sigh-like sound punched out of Richie’s chest.

    “Whoa.”

    After the last two years of suffering and inter-dimensional threats, the only thing Will wanted was to spend a nice summer with his friends. Too bad they were too busy with their new relationships. With Dustin now away for summer camp, he dreaded the endless afternoons of fifth-wheeling to come.

    After everything that happened last summer, Richie's mother thought it was best if he visited family for a while. Anything to get him out of a town that was clearly getting to him, even if Richie didn't think she knew why. He dreaded being away from the only people who could understand.

    They could have never expected each other.

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    24 May 2026