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    Writing I wanna share based around my original work in progress. I might delete it eventually, whenever I publish the series. Don't want any spoilers. ;)

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    Tommy is dead. And then he isn’t.

    Or: What if the revive book worked differently than in canon?

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    Simon didn’t expect his savior to be exactly his type.

    What a welcome sight. Even if this stupidly handsome man ends up being evil, or working for the C.O.I, at least he’d die looking at something good.

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    Grace and Rocky find Simon's ship floating in deep space on their way to Erid.

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    24 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    all i know about phm are from my dad and the internet but i loved iron lung and i love the hurt/comfort simon is getting here, so i figured i knew enough. i was right. this was such a nice read :)

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    Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words “POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC” splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, “are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don’t think-I’m not sure—what if I can’t write poetry?”

    Mr. Sam’s dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy’s shoulder, squeezing it gently. “Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it’s not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it’s about if you want to.”

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    The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts.

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    03 Apr 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Why didn't I have this saved before wtf

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    “How long does it…“ Jax mumbles, staring up at the tent. Have the skyboxes always changed colors like that, or is that part of the sauce too?

    “I think it lasts a few hours,” Pomni offers.

    Jax swallows. “And how long has it… been?”

    “Since you sat down? Uh…” She hesitates. “Maybe… ten minutes?”

    Fuck. Fuck.

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    Jax gets stupid-sauced and has a bad trip. Pomni tries to help.

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    25 Mar 2026

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    Eddie doesn’t like showing it when he’s scared. Wayne always knows, though. He knew every time Eddie appeared on his doorstep with no warning, small and trembling with a dirty, oversized backpack packed with snacks and worn stuffed animals. He knew when Eddie was taller, a little bit too skinny and too tough for his age, when his dad finally ended up in prison and the government finally let Wayne's kid be his kid. He knew when Eddie was in middle school, friendless and angry and paranoid, when Wayne stumbled upon a stash of porno mags while he was looking for drugs.

    So he knows now.

    {in which Wayne doesn't meet Steve until quite a while after he and Eddie start dating}

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    15 Mar 2026

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    If Eddie Munson was asked a year ago– hell, even a month ago– if he ever imagined Steve Harrington, the King of Hawkins High, sitting around a scratched up table in a dingy basement with a bunch of high school kids playing fucking Dungeons and Dragons, well he’d ask what drugs you were on and where he could get some.

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    Steve plays D&D for the first time. It goes about as well as you expected.

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    27 Feb 2026