Fics like grit your teeth and make us proud (fake it when you don’t know how)

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)

Fics like grit your teeth and make us proud (fake it when you don’t know how)

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