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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

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hi girlies 💌

i am in the depths of pms and a cold and sundowing, so if anyone has any eddie munson fics to send my way, i’d appreciate it.

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this is a lost puppy idk what you're talking about

also known as the femenine urge to hug him

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“and i’ll say freckles i love you”

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the little tongue thing is so important to me

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Whatever you do, don’t picture Eddie doing that thing where he smokes a cigarette hands free.

It’s hanging from the side of his mouth, smoke billowing from his inhales and exhales. He has to keep his hands free because they’re otherwise occupied, greased up under the hood of an old beat up Ford.

He’s wearing a white tee with the sleeves crudely cut off, and an old jumpsuit of Wayne’s, tied haphazardly around his middle. Just a sliver of his soft stomach makes itself known when he stretches his aching back and groans.

His happy trail leads down, down, down, bracketed by a gentle V line. He’s dripping with sweat and amped up with the adrenaline that comes with working so long with your hands. There’s a physicality to everything he does. He takes up space and he’s confident with it.

He’s also unbearably perceptive.

So of course he knows that you’re staring. All the way over from your viewing platform on the porch steps.

“I’m more than just a piece of meat, y’know.” He comments with his back turned. There’s a wryness to it.

You can almost hear his self satisfied smile. A hard fought cockiness undercut with years of insecurity over his looks.

“Yeah, I know,” you sing song back, kicking your feet against the gravel, “but you’re a pretty piece of meat.”

You’re also unbearably perceptive- so you don’t miss the adorable blush that spreads across the apples of his cheeks to the tips of his ears. The way it does when he’s inside you.

Eddie doesn’t get much more work done on the car that afternoon- but he makes no complaints when you ride him on the couch until his knees go weak.

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rip mike he would’ve loved the legalization of gay marriage (but in a supportive friend way)

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btw now is the best time to keep boycotting. the israeli economy has never been weaker. don't stop the protests or the demands for divestment. keep supporting organisations like the Hind Rajab Foundation and the Accountability Archive. ofc don't stop boosting and donating to Palestinians as Gaza is still uninhabitable.

enjoy this moment but the work has not ended

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Joe has a song named ‘egg’

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eddie munson = eric draven = patrick verona

same character, different font

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WE ALL KNOW TONY MF STARK WAS AN ANCHOR BEING

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prada ambassador joe quinn

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reblog this with the dessert prev reminds you of in the tags 🍧💞🧁🍭🍦🍩🍬🍫🍨🤍💕

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snoopy reads the brothers karamazov!

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bucky barnes whispering “pew pew” as he shoots stuff