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This play changed lives

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You can only REBLOG THIS TODAY

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why are "your icon would" games so fucking boring tell me how you'd feel if you met your icon and they punched you

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DANA’S 4K CELEBRATION: Leslie Knope or April Ludgate? (for @annacoleman) (want one?)

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The Umbrella Academy soundtrack : Season 3

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the chain by fleetwood mac. You agree

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Stranger Things Chapter Four: Dear Billy | 4.04

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Maybe you weren’t a terrible person maybe you were just fifteen

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Stranger Things season 4 + comments part 2

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STRANGER THINGS 4 (2022) + selected songs (insp for this amazing set x, x)

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i’m curious. put in the tags the song that’d get you out of vecna’s curse (at least right now, since i feel like it can change)

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EDDIE MUNSON

and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

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She can hear the shower running by the time she gets home, not quite loud enough to drown out Eddie’s mostly-quiet singing - a delightful hobby he practices only when he thinks she isn’t home - and she grins to herself as she toes off her heels beside the bench in their entryway and hangs her purse from her designated hook. The apartment smells clean and the windows are thrown open to catch the cool breeze in their gauzy drapes and last pinkish-purple rays of the setting sun. There’s a bowl of popcorn Saran-wrapped and waiting on the coffee table, and the Blu-Ray player is already queued up to the Mamma Mia menu, and on the kitchen counter sits two of her empty wine glasses and an unopened bottle of red wine.

She picks the bottle up to read the label.

DING DONG, it reads in thin, looping font, THE DICK IS GONE.

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She can hear the shower running by the time she gets home, not quite loud enough to drown out Eddie’s mostly-quiet singing - a delightful hobby he practices only when he thinks she isn’t home - and she grins to herself as she toes off her heels beside the bench in their entryway and hangs her purse from her designated hook. The apartment smells clean and the windows are thrown open to catch the cool breeze in their gauzy drapes and last pinkish-purple rays of the setting sun. There’s a bowl of popcorn Saran-wrapped and waiting on the coffee table, and the Blu-Ray player is already queued up to the Mamma Mia menu, and on the kitchen counter sits two of her empty wine glasses and an unopened bottle of red wine.

She picks the bottle up to read the label.

DING DONG, it reads in thin, looping font, THE DICK IS GONE.

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em!!! this is mel!!! just wanted to check in and say miss you and that I just reread the soulmate au bc it popped up in my mind and I still love it <33 eternally grateful for that masterpiece (and u<3)

MEL MY BELOVED HI!!!!!!!!! OMG

that soulmate au remains among my top 5 favorite things i've ever written and i am SO SO SO THANKFUL that you inspired it!!!!! <3 u are the BEST and i LOVE u!!!!!