#cried happy AND sad tears

[ping-ski]

UGLY CRYING I AM UGLY CRYING PLUCK THANK YOU OH MY GOD

The Finale we've all been waiting for. The End of the Good End. Thanks for joining me on this wild ride, and don't forget to check that author's note at the end for a special surprise.

[skunkes]

[stevesbipanic]

@steddieangstyaugust Day 31: "I'm not going to beg you to love me."

It's not the first time Eddie's been in love, but that doesn't make it hurt any less.

He made the mistake of telling a boy once when he was younger, his nose is still a little crooked because of it. It doesn't stop him falling for the beautiful person that Steve Harrington has become.

He won't tell him though, wouldn't risk the friendship he cherishes so dearly over something so silly like the way his heart beats out of his chest when Steve just smiles at him. Steve is straight, he loves girls with soft cheeks and long lashes. Eddie is sharp and jagged compared to them, Steve could never want him.

It doesn't stop him dreaming though. He lets himself think how nice it would be if Steve shared his bed every night and not just when they've smoked too much weed. Tells himself it doesn't mean anything when Steve comes to every show, he's just being a good friend. Jokes around when Steve throws back the same amount of flirting, Steve is just affectionate.

He never expected Steve to kiss him.

For a moment he kissed back, too lost in the feeling to realise this wasn't a dream this was real and it would break his heart.

So he forces himself to push Steve away.

"Wait, Steve, stop."

There's a cute scrunch between Steve's eyebrows, "I'm sorry I should've asked first, did you not want me to kiss you, I just thought..."

Doesn't Steve understand, "No, Steve you don't want this, you can't want this, you're confused."

The confusion on Steve's face morphs into anger, "Confused? I'm not confused Eddie, I care about you, I like you, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you!"

Eddie gets up from the couch, "No, you don't, you like girls, Steve, you love girls, you don't love me, this was a mistake."

Steve pinches his nose, a habit Eddie knows means Steve is trying not to cry, "I'm not going to beg you to love me." Steve moves towards the door grabbing his shoes and jacket. "You know I thought you were different, Robin let me believe you were different, that you weren't Nancy, that you weren't my parents. I thought you cared about me, that you loved me too. But I'm not going to stay and be told what my heart is or isn't feeling, Eddie."

Eddie thinks he can pinpoint the exact moment he realises how bad he fucked up, somewhere between different and loved he realises how mistake sounds just like bullshit.

It's too late though, Steve's car is already gone, and this is why he doesn't fall in love, no matter what he does he always fucks it up. He just hopes he can get Steve to forgive him before Robin breaks his nose again.

[lunarharp]

Scrappiiiees i love kitchen :)

[warlenys]

rewatched barbie my thoughts can be summarised with a) ken is a more interesting character than barbie b) the daughter’s outfits get girlier the more feminist she gets and c) weird barbie’s first line is her being heterosexual. so like i think. a) you failed at a crucial element of feminist story creation b) you failed at the lesson You wrote that people are more than just the archetype forced upon them and c) you commodified lesbianism without even letting it exist

[astralhope]

- No, this is one duel I refuse to lose! -

[leejungjaes]

i feel like the fandom therapist today

"so....how many times have you cried today? that many, huh, okay and how does that make you feel"

but honestly, hand on heart, i'll happily support you all through this. i know okay, i know it's overwhelming and conflicting and there's negativity but this is exactly what it was like with part one.

[dindjarindiaries]

When do you guys think was the last time Din Djarin cried

[mercymaker]

almost 2am here so rambling time but gah

i miss my literary analysis classes. i miss that writing group i was invited to years ago. i miss just going absolutely nuts over a text. i miss discussing writing, characters. i miss the feedback. i miss getting excited hearing an older lady's memoirs on soviet-era nuclear plants. i miss the exciting stories of an irish immigrant. i miss the beautifully written, soul-touching tales full of mythos from a hawaiian woman. i miss having someone listening to me reading my stories, patiently waiting for me to go through the motions, only to tell me things that they found exciting or enjoyable in my text.

above all, i just miss the sense of community. the connection. finding beauty in all sorts of art forms. being alone in a foreign country, with relatively niche interests is just.. a lot sometimes

[thingscanalwaysgetworse]

Never not going to be emotional about this

[helpimhopelesslyinlove]

🎁🎀 You have been selected to play the exclusive get to know your moots game! Name the top 3 most memorable experiences that have happened this year, and paste this into 5 other blog's to spread the love! 🎁🎀

ps: in case you already answered this, feel free to share 3 more to relive happy moments and celebrate your wins. sending hugs!

Top three, in the order I think of them, are

1. I was on a trip w my favorite cousins on my dad's side and other dad's side family, and me and this (older) cousin were sharing a room while traveling. One day, I got up earlier than I needed to for the days planned stuff, and I got ready and was told to wake my cousin up. I did, and she wakes up pretty quickly, so it was all good, but. She sat up, and the first thing she did was like bring her hand up to her head, and she didn't say anything for a second, and I was like "Hey you good? Bc if you have a headache that's a great excuse for us both to just escape our great aunt today," and she's like "wha- headache? No, I'm worried my eyebrows look like my dads" and I don't know why, but I was just DYING of laughter at that

2. I know this is supposed to be all happy things, and it does lead there but first- I had to move away from my best friends in around late June this year, and the DAY BEFORE MY FLIGHT, the few people I've held close and have been the most important to me for about almost 10 years, showed up at my mess of a house, which by that time was almost totally empty, since i got rid of everything bc of having to move. They gave me a handmade photo album/ scrap book they made, with pictures of us throughout the last 10 years or so. We all cried, and I don't think I ever felt that loved by anyone.

3. I found my passion, and realized that it was what I want to do in college and for the rest of my life. I've gotten a lot of shit for it, since said passion is cooking/baking, a lot of relatives who hear about it are like 'oh you're just training yourself to be a good housewife, how sad' and like?? I've long since learned to not give a flying fuck about any of their opinions. I took a culinary class, and the teachers, we're gonna call them Chef W and Chef Mom(bc honestly that teacher was more a mother to me than my own ever was) had such high hopes for me before I moved. They had their best student graduating last year, her name was Maya, and she was so sweet to everyone I loved her, and these teachers. They used to say I was Maya2.0. Maya was the president of our schools section of a national group, that I was intending on joining before I left, and never got the chance. They wanted me to take secretary this year, and then president next year, once I figured out enough about the group. I know how proud they were of me, and again, I felt incredibly loved

[hellishfig]

so i finished dimension 20’s “the seven”

[simptasia]

i love that my mum is buried in a park. a beautiful place that isn't just fulla death but lotsa pretty plants and animals too. she's near a duck pond and she'd love that, she liked to feed the ducks. and shortly after her funeral, a wallaby hopped by and that made me love the park even more

[mer-se]

beaut 🐎 🍂

[comfied-chriterature]

I wanna fall in love I wanna fall in love I wanna fall in love I wanna fall in love I wanna fall in love I wanna fall—

[urfav-mirrorball]

GUESS WHO CRIED IN FRONT OF THEIR ENTIRE SCHOOL TODAYYYY

(i’ll give you a hint…it was me.)