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truck or treaaattt hi hi hi
TREAT!!!! it's gerard!!!!
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an-albino-pinetree · 1 year ago
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All the Jaxes should also get tipsy. Please.
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I put all of my remaining energy into this, I’m so sorry sdgjg
By the way, og Jax would be the stupid drunk who makes a fool of himself-
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bvckleyevan · 10 months ago
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glen powell in twisters was 👁️🫦👁️
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trauersinfonie · 11 months ago
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2 am post but i think luffy loses a lot of his appeal to me in fanon because people shave away his genuine weirdness to make him fit the must-protect sunshine cinnamon roll slot every anime must have in order for the fandom to make incorrect quotes and fill out draw-your-squads with
maybe it’s just my problem with the way people handle autistic characters in fandom spaces just in general but man i promise to you you can go one media without forcing a character to be the SpongeBob-esque do-no-wrong wooby
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trust-mii-im-rightt · 1 year ago
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spooky-catboy-angel · 1 year ago
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reasons to wave at people driving by:
1. I'm in my neighborhood and therefore you must be a neighbor!
2. To communicate that I'm letting you pass, I'm grateful that you let me pass, etc.
3. you're in a yellow truck!!!! Its cute!!!!!!!!
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lildoodlenoodle · 1 year ago
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Seeing some gruff dude bro have to stand on his tippy toes at the gas station to reach into his lifted truck made my fucking day
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circuitmouse · 2 years ago
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Ari and Dante in the desert
Paper model diorama
98mm x 45mm x 50mm
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mellowwpopper · 6 months ago
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marlyy21-blog · 7 months ago
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aixelsyd13 · 8 months ago
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Crazy tow truck guy. 🛻
So, what can we learn from this?
I just kind of wanted to see this all in one place after seeing it on a few places across social media. I hate to take enjoyment out of someone else’s misery, but this is wild. I wish I was at all adept at video editing because this deserves some kind of supercut. At first glance, it seems to be a truck getting repo’ed and the repo driver has gone batshit nuts. Upon what amounts to “research” on…
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breelynnsblog · 2 months ago
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My Truck, My Ride! 🛻🛻🛻
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supposethismatters · 1 year ago
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Tow truck: trailer’s version
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pixiesholloworld · 9 months ago
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✘The tow truck driver?!✘
synopsis : Incoming text from - Toji 🛻 “i wasnt gonna tell you, but you’re fucking hot. but im honestly a hoe and only want one thing.. 🍆💦”
cw: daddy kink, fingering, head (giving/reciving), brat taming?, f!reader
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the check engine light has been on for the past month, but you’ve repeatedly ignored it. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it, right? well, your consistent neglect of the light has landed you in this situation. 
stranded on the shoulder of the highway waiting for some shady tow truck driver to come to your rescue, he was your cheapest option, and when you saw his old beat up truck speeding towards you, you quickly understood why. he came to a stop as he approached, rolling down his passenger window to get a good look at you. 
“you [✿]?”, the brown rust corroded the hood of his car, causing flakes to peel off with the wind. you can’t even imagine what the truck could’ve looked like in it's glory, it was hard to believe years of neglect left the truck in this state— it's almost like he bought it this way. “yeah,” you answered, “are you toji?”
“what’s it look like?” you search the truck to see the faded out: ���Toji’s Towing’. “oh”
“ya waitin’ for an invite?”
you open the car door to see crumbled-up wrappers from obscure burger joints and empty beer cans—the rubbish, let alone the smell of *sniff* *sniff*… man contorted your face. toji must’ve taken notice of this because it made him chuckle. “excuse the mess, sweetheart,” his raspy voice curling over his words, “you don’t mind, do ya?”
“not at all,” you awkwardly smile. you felt kind of bad for him, honestly. he hooked his crane up to the front of your car and, before pulling off, lit a cigarette. his shoulders were broad and his arms looked strong and heavy, he didn’t have an AC in his car, either that or it didn’t work, so the hot summer air blew in both of your faces 
his black locks stayed all but too far from his face, allowing you to get a glimpse of the scar that marks his lip, his emerald eyes focusing on the road ahead. 
you felt weird for staring at him after a while and didn’t want him to notice, so you averted your gaze to the road, watching the cars pass by you two. you wondered though, how could a hunk like him get in this position. 
“so, you grew up’round here?” He asks
“a little ways from here, i stay with my mom in a duplex”
“nice, where ya comin’ from?”
“my job, i work as a barista at the mall”
“s’ bit far for work don’t you think”
you smile at how easily he set himself up, “you drive a tow truck”
you turn towards him to see a smirk creeping up on his face, he blows out smoke and holds his cigarette out
“fair,” he pulls another drag before putting it out in what you can only assume to be a homemade ashtray, “you got anyone that can look at this for ya at home?” he says gesturing towards your car
“mm no, i was gonna take it to the shop”
he clicks his teeth and sneers, “those punks don’t know the first thing about cars”
“where do you think i should go then?”
he glances over at you before returning his attention to the road, “i’ll look at it for ya”
after that convo the rest of the drive was silent, though you both exchanged stolen glances here and there. you tried to tell yourself it was nothing to overthink, though the stirs in your stomach were telling you otherwise. it was hard to act like having an older man’s attention wasn’t somewhat enticing 
when he finally got to your house, he backed your car into the driveway. you couldn’t help but feel a slight sense of relief. though it was nice talking to him, you couldn’t wait to get out of that dump of a tow truck. it made you consider taking those AAA charges next time 
he steps out of the truck and walks around to let you out. when you see his full body for the first time, you’re a bit taken aback. sure he looked ok in the truck, but he looked even better out of it. he had a tall muscular build, and he had to be around 6 feet. how was his truck hiding so much height from your eyes? You shook any remaining amazement from your face and stepped out, hurrying past him to try and avert your gaze
“so what happened anyways, what’s wrong with it?” he immediately walks past you to your car and starts inspecting it
“the engine light was on but.. i thought it would just go away on its own..” you reluctantly admit
“silly girl,” the rasp in his voice making your heart jump, “you should’ve taken this’t the shop when you first saw it” he struts over to you and lays his hand out, you look at his hand and then back up to his captivating eyes, “the keys?” he says.
“oh, yeah, right, right” you hand him the keys, and he turns the car on, popping the hood. you watch as his clothes cling to him, his long, black hair hanging over his face as he inspects different parts of your engine. you notice as he reaches into the engine, his tanned hands become stained with a black substance. it’s kinda hot. when you actually get a good look at him at this angle… he isn’t a bad-looking guy, he’s a little ruff around the edges, sure, but you like that about him
“i might have’ta take this to my shop, really gotta get under there n’figure out what’s going on”
you could name something else you wanted him to get under too, but you quickly shoved that thought in your back pocket, “how much is that gonna be” 
“usually i charge a pretty penny but for you,” he says while wiping his hands on a dirty rag that was stuffed in his pocket, “i’ll do it for free”
“really? oh my god thank you so much”
“s’no problem doll, i should probably get going before it gets too dark though”
you can feel your heart pounding from anticipation not quite wanting him to leave yet
“y-yeah sure, but um… wouldn’t you like to eat first?”
he closes your car hood and smirks
“whatcha cookin?”
you turn the keys to your house before inviting him in, he winks at you and makes himself comfortable at the kitchen's island. you walk past him and pull out lukewarm potatoes, you can feel him stare at you as you walk back and forth between the different drawers and potatoes. you tried to focus on what you were doing and tried to think of other things, but your mind would always wonder back to the idea of him bending you over and fucking the living daylights out of you 
you try to sneak a glance at toji but it doesn't work he's still staring just as intensely as before and snickers at your futile attempt to look without him knowing. "somethin' you wanna say, sweetheart?" he asks, words laced with lust
'yeah, i want you to fuck my brains out' some request that is huh? instead, you ask something more appropriate, "could you come peel the potatoes?" so there you two are side by side peeling potatoes, weakly fighting the urge to ask if he's feeling the same way you're feeling. your thoughts suddenly come to a halt though when you realize he's old enough to be married, even so when you peep at his hand, you see no ring, but he's definitely old enough to be somebody's dad.. who are you kidding, you love DILFs 
you go on and on internally struggling on if it would be morally correct to fuck a stranger—a tow truck driver—until he makes the first move for you, his hand slithering along your back to grab your hip, "where's your bathroom at? 've gotta drain the snake" 
"yeah its uh, right around the corner over there"
"thanks doll" he whispers into your ear before squeezing your hip and moving so close past you that you can feel his bulge before he slips away. you were at a loss for words. like actually your mind had went blank, what were you even supposed to do with that?
let him come back to your sprawled out naked body on the kitchen floor? but on second thought you had an even better idea, he clearly wanted you to feel that he was hard cause he feels that you're too scary to make a move. something he didn't know though is that you loved to play the long game and you could tease him all night if you had to
when he comes back, he sees you trying to reach the very top of your cabinet. you can hear his heavy foot steps stop right behind you before he rests a hand on your hips and pulls you close to his warm pelvis. "need help?" he asks. you look up at this tall, buffed up man, and he looks right back down at you
"could you hand me the paper towels up there?"
he hands them to you, but not before pressing himself against you, letting his hard-on poke between your cheeks. you could feel your heart skipping a million miles per minute, your cunt wildly throbbing between your legs, a tiny whimper escaping your lips when he backs away, leaving the paper towels in front of you
defeated, you walk back to the potatoes. how could you tease him back? oh, the bottom cabinet! you quickly plop down, and before he could notice you tug at the bottom of his jumpsuit pants, he looks down and is obviously flustered. you sat on your knees, looking at him with such ardor in your eyes "i need to get another bowl" you say while pointing towards the cabinet, a sneaky smile spreading across your face. "hm?" he says while bending down to your level, "I let you slide the first time, but I think you're forgetting somethin'"
confusion filled your face trying to figure out what it was you could've been missing until he grabs your face pulling you a bit closer to him
"where's your manners at girl?"
oh he was good at this
"what happens if i don't use 'em?"
"might need to train that pretty little mouth of yours"
"yeah? how're you gonna do that?"
he snickers at you, standing up while still holding your face in his big, calloused hand, "whatchu think?"
so there you are, taking every inch of his thick cock in your mouth as his hand holds the back of your head, making sure to push down when he wants to hear that slutty throat struggle to take all of him in 
“so this s��what all that staring was for?” he teases, “what a nasty girl, sucking on a stranger’s cock”
you hum contently, hands lightly grazing against his thighs as saliva collects at his base, slowly dripping onto your tiled floor
he groans while picking up the pace, “such a mess, you like the taste of it? hm? yeah you do”
you gag and hum against him, letting his angry tip bully the back of your throat. you just started, and you're already cock drunk, moaning and twisting your head around while you use your mouth to grip around his length tighter. 
he sucks air through his teeth, letting barely audible ‘fucks’ escape his breath while steadily rolling his hips into your mouth. you use your tongue to  dance around one of his throbbing veins, enjoying how it interrupts his rhythm, making him thrust faster and faster until a sudden mean pop snatches his hips away from your mouth 
he bends down to slip his tongue into your mouth, stealing the taste of his precum right from your mouth. you tongue him back a bit more eagerly, feeling around his teeth and the scar on his mouth until his lips depart 
“you’re so greedy” he teases, “didn’t your throat training teach you anything?”
“please, please kiss me toji” you didn’t think your pussy could take anymore teasing, you could feel how it beat against your squished thighs longing for his touch
he must’ve felt the same cause he stands you up on your feet and moves you on top of the island, snaking your pants off and pulling your slick cunt close to him in the process. “you gotta earn it, princess”, he taunts your clothed entrance with his tip before gracing you with one more kiss 
“put it in, please put it in” you couldn’t wait any longer and started slowly grinding yourself on the tip until, of course, a mean smack to your mound caused you to freeze. you look up at toji and see annoyance plastered on his face. you ooze at the seriousness on his face, waiting for him to say something 
“just for that, i’m not fuckin’ you”
“WHAT! no, please i’m sorry please toji im-“ he covers your mouth with one hand and moves the other towards your wet, sticky folds, collecting a bit of the slick before moving it around your pulsating clit.
he made deep circular motions on it, making you whine every time he hit the peak. your eyes rolled back, and you let him completely take over. your hips stuttering to his touch, he then moved closer, leaving kisses along your ear and down your neck, nipping at the skin 
though you didn’t know your muffled moans were making it hard for toji to stay focused on teasing you, the truth is he was about to cum earlier while you were on your knees. sitting so innocently while taking all of him in you, the way your pretty eyes would flutter at his praise or how you’d scrunch your nose when you pushed your head down more, not to mention that tongue trick you did earlier, instead of thinking about it, he decided to return the favor 
he moves down to your panties and moves them aside, covetously looking up at those same eyes that made his tip leak beads of precum. “that’s it baby, keep those pretty eyes on me,"  he starts slowly at first, his pointed tongue moving up your folds, slowly moving your legs further apart while keeping eye contact. the familiar feeling of haze started filling your mind as desperate moans echoed through your kitchen 
he groans into you, knowing the vibrations will probably make you cum faster, and he gently suckles on your wet bulb, listening to how sweetly you moan out his name. grabbing a fist full of his hair, you push him in deeper, chasing an end you didn't know toji wasn't going to let you reach just yet. 
he stops sucking and instead sticks one finger inside your drenched cunt, moving it ever so slowly while he moves a pointed tongue in swirls on your clit his finger eventually picks up the pace, so he slips two in, then three. he had a merciless tempo, curing his fingers around your g-spot just to hear those pretty little moans 
"m'gonna cum toji~" you'd whine out, but he'd rapidly shake his head against your sopping wet clit and slap your mound, telling you to wait. to say you were drowning in pleasure would be an understatement. you felt hot all over, and with every thrust, you were sure you were going to break. eventually your moans became cries for a release. he turned you into a dripping wet mess, and he loved every bit of it until, of course, you said the magic words 
"please let me cum daddy— fuck!~"
he lifts his head up almost instantly though he's still drilling his fingers through your pussy, "say that again?"
"please let me cum" you whimper, you don't know how much longer you can hold back
"nah girl, the other thing" he stands up, towering over you even as you're seating on the counter. his fingers pump into you slower but deeper, taunting your g-spot
"daddy" you whisper, he brings his other hand to your face and brings you in for a sloppy kiss loving how you moan into his mouth
"atta girl," he pulls his fingers out but the fullness is instantly replaced with his fat, rock hard cock. you felt him tear though you so easily, you desperately pull him in closer while looking at him through half lidded eyes. "look at you, so desperate for daddy's dick" he'd tease
"all fucked out n'still begging f'more" he pulled you in for another kiss and left his tongue slithering in your mouth while he pumped faster, holding you tightly as you struggled to keep up with his kisses. he moved a hand up to your face and held it in place as he tongued you, you felt a smile spread across his face as you struggled to keep it together until all you could do was wail into his mouth
his pace was harsh and unrelenting he fucked you like he was angry at you, punching your cervix with such vigor and gusto, you moaned louder practically screaming but all he did was move his mouth to your ear and whisper.
"that's it princess let it out, you're making sucha mess of yourself on me," you squeeze tighter at his words feeling your body go limp at the over stimulation, "you wanna cum on me?"
you shake your head yes almost instantaneously and he moves his head to look directly at you, moving his hand down to your clit, covering it in slick before rubbing it in circles. "go ahead," he coos, "cum on daddy's dick— sh-shit"
he keeps rolling his hips into you until you finally come to your shaky finish, leaving scratches on his skin as you try to grasp your way back into reality with toji following close behind, loudly groaning and pulling out before fisting himself over your stomach releasing thin milky shoots of cum
he holds you close to him and leaves kisses on your head before helping you off the counter, it was weird feeling the ground under you again the sudden rush of blood making your legs feel like jello
"so about your car,"
right, shit he was in here to eat FOOD and go home not fuck you
"ill probably be able to fix it by tomorrow, n'maybe come drop it back off," he says while slipping his jumpsuit back on, "unless you wanna come to mine instead”
"you'd love that wouldn't you"
"think your pussy would like it more" he teases, pulling you closer to him. he was gonna turn you on all over again until you heard the front door open
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knight-of-flowerss · 1 month ago
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MDNI +18!!!!
TRUCKER!CREGAN BLURB!!
MASTERLIST
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Imagine,
🛻•Trucker!Cregan driving on a long empty road that stretches for miles without a single car insight when something catches his eye, a pretty little ass bursting out of some tight jean shorts as a body peeks out of the hood of a pulled over car.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan slowing down and eventually stopping at the side of the busted car. The body removes itself from the hood and turns, aware of the large shadow that came upon them, masking their skin from the sweltering sun.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who adjusts his worn jeans to hide his thick bulge before getting out of his truck after you agreed to let him help you.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who calls you darlin' as he messes about with your car (idk car stuff sorry guys 😔). He definitely doesn't miss the way your thighs squeeze together softly and your teeth catch your bottom lip.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who wipes his oil covered hands on his jeans before moving one to the small of your back as he brushes by you, not failing to press his bulge into your plump ass.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who, well, fucks you against the hood of your car when he got the chance, I mean, why wouldn't he want to see your ass rippling from his hard thrusts??
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who finally, actually fixes your car as you lay limp in the passenger seat, his cum oozing out of you.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who goes into his truck and grabs a pad and pen that he always keeps there and hurriedly jots down his number, oil smudging most of them. He stuffs it in the back pocket of your shorts, snapping the thin fabric of your thong before shutting the door and going back to his truck, driving off and just letting you collect yourself. What a gentleman, I know.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who lowkey forgets about you. He has long nights and early mornings and has to drive hours upon hours, and without a call or even as much as a text from you, you slipped his mind.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who completely forgot about you until he saw you in a dive bar almost two months later, and his only thought was 'bitch'.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who downs a few beers before walking over with a confident swagger to you. He greets you, cold but seemingly warm. Then he questions you, asks why you didn't call him, message him, anything. Was he that bad of a fuck to you?
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who quickly downs another beer after you giggle in his face, pulling out a piece of paper and showed him how most of the numbers where pretty much unreadable. Was that a six? Wait, no, an eight? Fuck, maybe it's a zero. To be honest, Cregan had a few too many to even remember his own number so he was just as confused as you.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who doesn't really apologise but you know he's sorry as he drags you to the gross toilets and sets your hips on the sink, shoving his head in between your thighs and diving (hehe see what I did there… yk… cus they're in a dive bar… ykw nvm 😔) straight in and lapping up all your sweet slick.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who has your juices dripping down his beard as he forces his lips onto yours as he ruts into you, basically ripping the sink off of the wall with the force.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who makes you repay him for eating you out earlier (yes, I'm sorry, in my head Trucker!Cregan is NOT a respectful dude 😭 I mean, bro literally left you on the side of the road, what do you expect). In his eyes, eating pussy is a chore, even though he did get hard when he tasted you, but no! no! He was just horny! (That's what he tells himself (girl just admit you love to MUNCH)).
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who grips your hair in a ponytail as he guides you up and down his cock while he drives to his next stop. Fuck your car or whoever you came with, Cregan needs to fuck your throat and he needs to do it now.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who fucks your throat as he gets close, accidentally speeding up, the truck gaining momentum before having to swerve violently as he starts to merge into the neighbouring lane, nearly crashing into a car.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who cums abruptly down your throat from the adrenaline, accidentally keeping your head trapped there, gagging on his cock as thick hot seed spurts down your throat.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who finally pulls you off his cock, having you sputter and cough, his cum dripping down your chin.
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who basically just treats you as his own personal sex doll, seeing you nothing more than holes to fill whenever his balls get heavy. I mean, with the amount of times he's filled you, you're bound to get pregnant soon…
🛻•Trucker!Cregan who I might write about more with a pregnant!reader..👀 and maybe even more different reader ideas cus…🫣
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Lemme know if ya'll want more!! I actually really enjoyed writing this but I do admit I was a bit lazy with it.. 😅
Please I BEG send asks and stuff about Trucker!Cregan or any other Cregan AU's I do, I wanna be y'all's fav AU Cregan writer.🙏🥲
I also feel like I've read something similar to the start of Trucker!Cregan fucking you on your car hood but I've searched everywhere and literally cannot find anything!! Also I only read on Tumblr so that's the only place it can be. If anyone finds the author, tag me in it or tell me their tag/the name of the fic so I can give creds here!!
(Also just realising I might have read a fic like this that wasn't Trucker!Cregan but a completely different character…)😅
Also, I'm working on a Cregan fic.. (I KNOW I KNOW DONT SCREAM AT ME I KNOW I HAVENT FINISHED MY THOUSANDS OF OTHER ONES BUT HEY, SUE ME!) and it’s inspired by both Twilight and @aeralux 's Lucerys Velaryon fic 'I'd rather be with you' (girl you’ve been inspiring me sm recently what) so if I ever finish writing it, maybe go give it a read?..🌚)
Dividers are made by @k1ssyoursister who has permanently left Tumblr but their beautiful dividers are still up so go ahead and support them even though they aren't on Tumblr anymore!
Tags: @thethreeeyed-raven @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom
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steddieas-shegoes · 4 months ago
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real proud
for @steddiemicrofic January prompt ‘new’
rated t | 517 words | no cw | tags: post-vecna, everybody lives, good uncle Wayne Munson, established relationship, fluff
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“I gotta tell ya, I ain’t never had a new car before. All of mine’ve been hand me downs and extra loved,” Wayne says as he stares at the shiny truck sitting in the driveway. “This is real nice.”
Wayne walks around to inspect it while Eddie squeezes Steve’s hand nervously. Eddie didn’t even want to spend his government money, felt like it was only given out of pity and he hates pity. But his van is beyond repair and it wouldn’t have lasted much longer even if they could have fixed it, so Steve suggested he go find something he likes.
And what he liked most happened to be a new version of the first truck he remembers Wayne having. Wayne doesn’t seem to realize that part yet. He’ll get there, though.
“I wanted to find a van, but the ones they had weren’t the right ones for the band. This one can hold most of our stuff and they gave me a deal on a cover for the bed,” Eddie explains.
Steve squeezes his hand again.
“It’s good,” he mouths at Eddie.
Eddie doesn’t even know why he’s this nervous. Maybe because he’s never made any major life decision without talking to Wayne. Maybe because he thinks Wayne will be jealous. Maybe because a part of him still feels gross for using the pity money while Wayne has his stashed away.
Wayne opens the driver’s side door and whistles.
“You better not smoke in this beauty,” he yells as he sits on the leather seat. “Or eat. I’ve got some wax for leather seats I can give ya to keep these nice.”
Eddie finally lets go of Steve’s hand and gets in the passenger seat. Wayne’s messing with the radio even though the engine’s still off. The key’s in the ignition if he wants to test drive, and Eddie’s almost positive he’ll want to.
“This is nice, Ed.”
Eddie looks over at Wayne, who’s smiling at him like he’s-
“I’m real proud of ya.”
Eddie bursts into tears.
He’s been a tad emotional since they started weaning him from the meds he’s been on for months in the hospital and during physical therapy and regular therapy. He’ll cry over some of the most ridiculous things.
It’s not like Wayne hasn’t said that to him before. Wayne’s always proud of him, tells him so often enough.
Eddie just didn’t know if this was the right thing to do, even with Steve by his side telling him it was, even with the dealership people telling him it was, even with the kids telling him he needs to suck it up and get a new car.
If Wayne approves, it’s the right thing.
Steve is standing outside the passenger door, smiling at them as Wayne pulls Eddie into his side.
“You know I’ve been thinkin’,” he says to both of them. “It’s about time I spent that money they gave me.”
“Yeah?” Eddie sniffles.
“Been lookin’ at a house just outside of Hawkins. “Got plenty of room for all of us.”
“Wait. Even me?” Steve asks.
“Even you.”
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