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back on my bullshit
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dead boy detectives + text posts
bonus:
brianzz
He touched the bar with his bar
Pffft
Imagine losing because of your dick.
surprisebitch
devastated by the dick
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last line tag game!
tagged by: @buckbiddick mwah thank u my beautiful cinnamon apple 🫶
rules: post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like)
“You brought a coloring book to a dinosaur theme park?”
Edwin looks over at Crystal, rolling his eyes. He pulls his notebook closer to himself, away from Crystal’s prying gaze.
“Just because I’m using colored pencils does not mean this is a coloring book. It is just a drawing,” Edwin tells her, then shifts his focus back to the pages in front of him.
tagging: @nix-nihili @tragedy-machine @bitterdesert @agentearthling @anything-thats-rock-and-roll @idliketobeatree and anyone else that would like to do this <3
EYES EMOJI EYES EMOJI, Edwin's and Crystal's banter <333
I shall opt out of tagging further but I can still share the last line which was written literally 5 minutes ago:
"Charles keeps every hitch of the other ghost’s unnecessary breath stacked away in the back of his mind."
now we’ve got a big, big mess on our hands tonight!
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it’s my birthday on monday so i wrote a little payneland treat for myself and all of you lovely ppl. enjoy 🥰
YOU CAN TAKE THE CROWN FOR BEST PAYNELAND FIC I’VE READ SO FAR !!! i want to scream into a pillow this was GENIUS
^ literally me rn omg giving you the biggest forehead smooch in the world you’re so kind 😭 bouncing around my room over this so happy you enjoyed!!! <3
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wakes up after 4 hours of sleep to make this post. come and get y’all juice
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greetings loved ones. i said i was writing charlesedwin, i wrote charlesedwin, and i did so while wildly sick and taking copious meds. here is the nonsense, from me to u 💌
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everyone should watch the bastard son & the devil himself on netflix bc it’s amazing and wonderful and perfect and if it gets cancelled i’ll gore netflix like a wild beast
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SO TRUE KYLIE
AKIDJDHD I’M GLAD SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS
i felt “give me 8 more seasons (don’t)” in my SOUL
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Anonymous asked:
I have a fic idea for you!!! no worries if you don’t feel it or aren’t inspired by it, I just saw this post and was like I want this fic and I of course thought of you bc I love your fics.
a get-together fix-it fic where Steve straight up refuses to see Eddie because he’s so mad about him getting hurt when Steve explicitly said not to, and he can’t figure out why he’s so affected until someone (Robyn/Dustin/Nancy?) knocks some sense into him. meanwhile Eddie is convinced Steve is upset at him for not protecting Dustin the whole time or another dumb reason. may involve meddling from the kids/robyn trying to get them to just TALK goddamnit.
anyway I would love this and would love you to write it <3<3<3
inspired by this post: https://ttransmax.tumblr.com/post/688839505906647040
“you still haven’t visited him, you know.”
steve stares pointedly down at his reflection, kicking his legs and watching the lines of his face ripple.
“yeah, i know.”
robin rolls her eyes, reclining back onto her elbows so she can gaze up at the sky.
they’re sitting in steve’s backyard, poolside, dangling their feet into the water as they sip on warm beer. it’s warm enough to go swimming, but every day as of late hasn’t left steve in much of a fun in the sun kind of mood.
“he’s been asking for you,” robin hums, and steve doesn’t look at her but he knows she’s staring at him, brows raised, unimpressed.
that’s been happening pretty much every day as of late as well.
this is now on ao3! feel free to drop a comment if ur feelin it 🫶
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Anonymous asked:
i know you said you're not going to give details yet but i'm dying to know more about your new steveddie fic! if you're comfortable sharing of course!
(this isn’t finished but i love sharing excerpts so enjoy the snippet below 🥰 if anyone wants to be tagged when the full fic is finished and posted, interact w this post and i’ll tag you!)
“do you think this’ll even work?” robin whispers, peeking over steve’s shoulder as he hunches over the ouija board.
steve scrunches his brows, concentrating on looping the string lights around the board so they’re evenly spaced at each letter.
“considering how long it took to make this, it better work,” steve says when he’s finished, proudly presenting the final product.
the ouija board still has some weed on it from where they’d rolled their joint, but the lights loop around nicely, glowing evenly around every letter.
steve stands up from where he’d been kneeling over the board, finding the nearest outlet and plugging the lights in.
nothing happens.
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Anonymous asked:
i know you said you're not going to give details yet but i'm dying to know more about your new steveddie fic! if you're comfortable sharing of course!
(this isn’t finished but i love sharing excerpts so enjoy the snippet below 🥰 if anyone wants to be tagged when the full fic is finished and posted, interact w this post and i’ll tag you!)
“do you think this’ll even work?” robin whispers, peeking over steve’s shoulder as he hunches over the ouija board.
steve scrunches his brows, concentrating on looping the string lights around the board so they’re evenly spaced at each letter.
“considering how long it took to make this, it better work,” steve says when he’s finished, proudly presenting the final product.
the ouija board still has some weed on it from where they’d rolled their joint, but the lights loop around nicely, glowing evenly around every letter.
steve stands up from where he’d been kneeling over the board, finding the nearest outlet and plugging the lights in.
nothing happens.
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eddie munson + text posts
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