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Me with my Arcane fic
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Eddie guessed that it was his own fault for waiting the last second to get a new one. He thought that he’d be able to wait it out. He was on the edge of graduating from his apprenticeship at the shop, so, so close to being able to afford the apartment completely on his own. But then his boss had to go and make it clear that nothing was happening until the New Year, a solid three months away.
His paycheck to paycheck life style wasn’t gonna cut it for that long. And that's how we found himself desperate enough to post a Craig’s list ad. What did he think was going to happen? That he’d get the creme of the crop? No. The only applicants he’d had were a chronic cigarette smoker who couldn’t wait to light up until after the apartment tour, a middle-aged guy who immediately told him that his ferrets free-roaming around the house was a non-negotiable, and some dude who wore polo shirts and looked like he fell out of a highschool rom-com.
He should have chosen the smoker. But no, he had to go with the eye-candy. Despite the fact that he knew Steve would never look twice his way, even with the low odds that he even liked men.
But he couldn’t help it.
Eddie had been a failure when it came to romance ever since he moved out of his uncle’s place. Twenty-four years of conservative small town bullshit, all culminating into a completely lack of ability when it came to getting laid. Three more completely dedicated to making something of himself out in the city. He hadn’t been prepared to ward-off the model with the puppy dog eyes and the sob story of his last place flooding.
Though in his defense, it wasn’t just from his extremely horny mind. Steve seemed polite enough when they first met. He was surprisingly sweet for someone openly wearing Ralph Lauren. So when he said that he could move in immediately, Eddie was sold. He didn’t even think to question Steve paying his first month of rent in cash. He was just relieved the worry about getting kicked out was officially gone.
The first week had been fine enough. Eddie met a few of his friends who were helping him move in. It was a gaggle of twenty-one year olds, oddly enough.
“I was their babysitter,” Steve had sighed when Eddie asked about it, his eyes fond, “They got a little too attached. Now I’m an underage uncle for life.”
It was cute, another point towards Eddie’s slight pining. But then, Steve went back to work.
Eddie didn’t care that he worked a night shift. He could understand that, tip-based work was pretty lucrative. He was pretty sure Steve was a bartender or something considering the crazy hours. He could handle a few bumps in the night while he got situated.
What Eddie couldn’t handle was Steve’s multi-hour long, middle of the night routine. He’d get home at three a.m.
And yeah, maybe Eddie hadn’t been totally upfront about the downsides of this place when he got Steve to sign the sublet. Despite the price, their walls were paper thin. The advertised “soundproofing” of the place had only applied to hearing the neighbors. You could hear everything in this place, from the front door to their insanely loud showerhead. A fact that he assumed Steve would catch up on without Eddie having to act like an RA.
With him and Gareth having basically the same schedule, Eddie had forgotten just how loud things could be. But Steve quickly gave him a reminder. Without fail, he’d hop into the shower first thing, the sound of the water pounding against the ceramic more than enough to wake Eddie up. Not to mention the singing. The good quality of his voice did not make up for the fact that it was tortuous at night.
But it didn’t stop there. No, then he’d go to his room and talk for hours. Eddie had no fucking idea what kind of freak was sharing a five a.m. time table, but it was killing him. Whoever it was knew how to rile Steve up like no other, his laughter so clear through out the night that Eddie couldn’t focus on anything else. It was a lot, it was intense, and Eddie was losing his fucking mind. He tried to find time to talk to him about it, be civil about the whole thing. But when Eddie woke up Steve was dead to the world. When Eddie got home from work, Steve was already gone for his own.
That’s how he found himself here. Wide awake for the fourth night in a row while Steve’s voice streamed through the walls. Every passing second had his pathetic crush on the man dissolving more and more. The last bastion between Steve and Eddie telling him to fuck off.
an excerpt from my soon to be exchange fic. Of course I'm an extension needing bitch 😩😩😩
#steddie#steddie fic#coming soon#omg they were roommates#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie ficlet#fic preview#how do they always get so long......
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LISTEN TO EVERY WORD
Sarah Adams, Former Targeter at The CIA
Shawn Ryan “I just wanna clarify. You are 100% certain that there are 1,000+ Al-Qaeda trained fighters within the United States borders”
The CIA “I think there's more than a thousand Al-Qaeda members in the United States — Well, Al-Qaeda says they trained and deployed a thousand for this attack”
Sarah Adams then goes on to explain how there actually will probably be even more
During this Shawn Ryan Show episode they were talking about 50,000 - 60,000 Americans lives being lost to these upcoming attacks. 🤔
#pay attention#educate yourselves#educate yourself#reeducate yourselves#knowledge is power#reeducate yourself#think about it#think for yourselves#think for yourself#do your homework#do some research#do your own research#do your research#ask yourself questions#question everything#news#shawn ryan#government corruption#government secrets#lies exposed#evil lives here#terrorism#coming soon#you decide#be prepared#be ready
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What's coming soon?
The way out of the cave.
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Pssst... something new is coming...
...this weekend!
Free, non-AI animal art references.
#teasers#my projects#exotic animal photo reference repository#coming soon#new website#free art reference images#updated the post because oh yeah maybe the important part shouldn’t be just in the tags
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A couple prototype minifigures from the upcoming Rocky Mountain Minifigs woodland creatures 6-figure initial release.
Planned figures:
Dark Tan Abbey Mouse with Sword
Orange Abbey Mouse with Sling
Long Patrol Hare Officer with Spear
Long Patrol Hare Soldier with Spear
Corsair Rat with Cutlass
Vermin Wildcat Sage with Staff
#lego#rockymountainminifigs#minifigure#minifigures#customminifigs#redwall#longpatrol#mouse#customminifigures#afolcommunity#afol#comingsoon#coming soon
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Are You Going To Bed With Me? 🔥🔥🔥
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so while i was writing the book, i became violently suicidal.
this was mostly due to the fact that i had a very bad reaction to some meds and my brain stopped producing any serotonin. also i was in the last semester of grad school where it's actually illegal to feel anything but dread. so it wasn't going well.
somewhere in the fog of it i became aware i needed help. nobody was taking clients or my insurance. i didn't want to do inpatient care - it wasn't right for my needs. there's not really an "in between" stage between "inpatient" and "no care," but i was trying to do the right thing. i was trying to activate the chain of command that was my emergency plan. i knew i needed help now.
i used betterhelp.
i know, i know. i'm a straight-A student and so smart and so clever, how could i ever use something so blatantly bad. to be honest with you, i didn't feel particularly keen on it from the getgo - things that seem too good to be true usually are. also, if something online is free, the price is usually your privacy.
the thing is that there was kind of a global pandemic happening at the time and i worked 5 jobs alongside of being a fulltime student and also like writing a book on the side. it is a miracle that i even thought about getting help. i would love to tell you i had the mental wherewithal to like, process whether this was the right choice for me. mostly i was desperate. i was so suicidal that i was trying to find a reason to stay inside of fortune cookies. i was the kind of suicidal that looks like splatterpaint. i hadn't been that bad in an entire decade.
they took my data. i gave them it freely. somewhere out there, they have a dossier on me. on everything i survived. my story in little datapoints, scattergraphed beautifully.
the first woman told me that really i should be grateful, because (and this is a direct quote): "at least you're not anne frank." i said that i felt that statement was antisemitic, as anne frank's life and experience shouldn't be compared to like, a nonbinary lesbian in western massachusetts. the therapist said that i should try to use lucid dreaming to try to picture myself in an actually scary situation, like running from nazis.
i applied for another therapist. i was willing to accept the possibility that there was a bad apple in the bunch. the next therapist and i even laughed about how inappropriate that statement was. and then, in our next session: the new therapist said if i was struggling with body image issues, i should just work harder on my appearance. she spent 3 sessions in a row talking about how she was grieving, and made me memorize facts about her grandmother so "she can live on through my clients."
i am a three's-a-charm kind of person. okay, so what if the last person made me uncomfortable. i figured it was just a misunderstanding of priorities - she had felt she was sharing with me, i had felt like i had to take care of her. i applied for another therapist.
the last woman asked me to help her pray. she bowed her head. i stared at her, frozen, while she said: lord, i beg you: cure her. take the pain of being gay away from her.
i spent somewhere between 2.5 and 3 months on betterhelp. in that whole time, i was not getting the professional help i so desperately needed, even though i was fucking trying.
in the end, i survived this because i finally could get off the meds that were literally killing me. a request for a real therapist finally went through. i survived because my friends saved my life. because nick let me sob myself dry in his arms. because maddie took the razors out of my room when i asked them to. because grace slept over in my bed for like 3 weeks in a row since nobody trusted me not to hurt myself when i was alone. i survived because i got fucking lucky. because even when i was desperately suicidal, i was too old and too self-aware to take "you need to be prettier" as good advice.
the thing is that there's a 19 year old me who isn't like that. who would have heard "just think about how grateful you should be" and said - oh, i see. i would have assumed that is what it means to be in therapy: the same thing my abusers used to tell me. that i am just pretending and lazy. that i am ugly and unworthy.
betterhelp positioned itself to take advantage of an incredibly vulnerable community. it preys on desperation. it knows it is serving people who are not doing well mentally. it saw that there is a huge need for real, immediate, compassionate mental health care: and then it fucking takes your money and privacy.
i still get their ads on instagram. last night i watched as a woman in a pool pretends to talk to a different woman. they discuss her anxiety.
there's a 19 year old version of me, and she didn't survive this. she was too tired, and drowning. i almost fucking died. this thing almost fucking killed me.
in the ad, the woman playing the therapist takes a note on a clipboard and then nods once, sagely.
i have to admit it's a pretty scene. the steam and light coming off the pool water lands on the actresses. like this, it almost looks baptismal, holy.
#writeblr#the book....#coming soon#hey so if ur someone who has ever said “you need to write a book”#i wrote the book#it's ... probably the best thing ive ever written#this is maybe too honest lol#okay to reblog thank you for asking i love u i am in love with u our wedding will be in may
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Thank yall for so much support !!!!
I appreciate all the Ghost (Samuel ghost) fans were actually out there more than I ever expected 🥹❤️🔥
Currently cooking something special and it’s coming sooon 💁🏻♀️✨ (bits of teaser🎨 )
#simon riley#simon ghost riley#my art#samuel roukin#cod modern warfare#cod mw2#wip#cod mwii#fanart#coming soon#stay tuned#8art
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Taichi vs Botamon, leads to beautiful scenery.
Digimon Adventure OVA (1999)
#digimon#digimon adventure#digimon adventure OVA#taichi yagami#my own post#aesthetic#art#anime#2000s internet#Odaiba Day#coming soon#i know this is hikarigaoka🫣#botamon#koromon#anime movie#movie#ova#bubbles#city scene#cityscape#city pop#japan#hikarigaoka#botamon wins btw
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Did someone say blobfrogs throw blanket?? 👀💚
#frog#frogs#frog art#froggy#froggie#frogblr#froggies#frogcore#froggo#blobfrogs#throw blanket#tapestry#frog blanket#coming soon#merch#shop
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As much as I'm a bit gutted not to have made anything spooky this year, I feel very refreshed after my month off and I'm looking forward to sharing some new cc with you in November!
Have a gorgeously haunted evening my angels x x
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#funny pics 15#memes#tim burton#beetlejuice#movies#coming soon#september#septiembre#2024#snoopy#peanuts#tv
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you're my heart Blitzø version here (inspo)
#please don't let this flop#also#i want to do a#blitzø#version of this#coming soon#as in sometime next week#stolitz#stolas#helluva boss#helluvabossedit#hbedit#helluvaverse#stolas x blitz#blitzo#uuuuuhhhh#helluva blitz#helluva stolas#blitzo helluva boss#stolas helluva boss#my post#ok done
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Out now!
Ho ho ho you hoes!
Chapter 1 preview below the cut…
Brodyyy <3: hey thanks again for offering to give me a ride back to nc for break!
You: ofc! anything for u after u gave me those o chem notes bestie
Brodyyy <3: i’m glad to hear ya say that…bc i have one more favor to ask
You: what’s up?
Brodyyy <3: one of my frat bros needs a ride back too, can he join?
You: does he live near us?
Brodyyy <3: he’s from obx but if you get us to my house I can take him the rest of the way in my mom’s car, so no extra driving for you!
You: yeah then i guess that’s cool!!
You: as long as i’m home before 6pm on the 20th i’m good
Brodyyy <3: cookie day?
You: exactly, u get me
Brodyyy <3: dw we’ll get you home in time for cookies! Tysm!
You: np!
You: what’s his name btw?
Brodyyy <3: …
You: *questioned* “what’s his name btw?”
Brodyyy <3: ...rafe
You: be so fr rn
You: as in cameron???
You: Brody, did u seriously invite rafe cameron to drive home with us??
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very excited for this one! it will consist of four parts, I plan on posting the first either tonight or tomorrow - it's almost done! merry everything!
#rafe cameron fic#rafe cameron x reader#coming soon#i'm a christmas girly#if u couldn't tell#rafe cameron
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