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i hate when i send someone a meme in another language and they're like "uhm... translate? 😒" fucker i sent you a meme where 90% of the words have an english cognate and/or you don't need to know what they're saying to find it funny. can you at least TRY

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I'm just saying, if there's a curse that runs along your family line and you don't tell your kids about it, how the hell are they supposed to go on a quest to stop it?

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Reblog if you're shorter than 5'8.

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If I had a nickel for every time a cleric of Helio died, met Helio, and then starting worshipping a dead deity instead I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's hilarious that it's happened twice

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levelheaded normalday preppers have been stockpiling sensible amounts of coffee and frozen meals for when the world is the same as it usually is

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what the fuck did I just download

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i want 60 thousand votes by next thursday

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Me every single day:

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Hazel posts a tiktok that starts with her saying, “Hey can you watch my dad for a sec while I go to the bathroom,” as she props her phone up.

She walks away to reveal Eddie sitting on the couch with his Steve’s 2nd gen iPad with a cat curled up in his lap.

Eddie looks up, eyebrows raised as he watches Hazel leave.

Eddie: Watch me?

Eddie: *gives a half-hearted wave to the camera*

Eddie: Wait – who’s watching me?

He leans forward, squinting at the phone. When he realizes he’s actually being filmed, he just sighs and sits back.

Eddie: I’m Ed, Hazel’s dad. 

Eddie: *waves again*

Eddie: Well…now I’ve waved twice.

Eddie, pointing at his iPad: I’m playing Clash of Clans.

Eddie: I used to play it with my daughter until she abandoned me.

Eddie: Not Hazel.

Eddie: One of the other ones.

Eddie: I don't remember her name.

Eddie: *pauses, replaying that in his head and remembering his daughter is probably going to put it on the Internet*

Eddie: I promise that's a joke.

Eddie: *sighs again*

Eddie: I own this house. Been paying the mortgage for, like, twenty years. Not sure why I need to be watched.

Eddie: And yet here I still sit.

Eddie: I could just leave.

Eddie: Actually I can’t.

Eddie: *gestures to the cat asleep in his lap*

Eddie, pointing to the cat: This is ZZ.

Eddie: We’re getting old.

Eddie: Haze clearly trusts me with you guys so she probably won’t mind me telling you that when we adopted ZZ she cried so hard she made herself sick. 

Eddie: Right in the middle of the shelter.

Off-camera, Hazel can be heard coming back into the room.

Eddie: Look who’s back.

Eddie: I was just telling everyone about how we adopted ZZ.

Hazel, picking up the camera with the cheekiest grin on her face: Thanks, guys!

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stranger tweets part 5

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4]

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Eddie surviving and going to see The Princess Bride when it comes out in 1987—and it’s a tentative thing, still, between him and Steve; they haven’t named it, but their hands still brush in the space between their seats, and really if Eddie were pushed, he’d say that they both know exactly what they’re heading towards, that they’re just floating between the end of one chapter and the beginning of another. That’s fine by him; they have time now, so much of it.

And the movie is charming and funny, but it’s not the romance or adventure that hits Eddie in the chest. It comes on unexpectedly, every time there’s a scene with the man reading to his grandson who’s sick in bed: suddenly Eddie can feel the softness of the bedsheets he had when he was young, when the move to Wayne’s was still raw and difficult, and it’s Wayne who’s reading to him softly, back when stories of things turning out fine were all Eddie had.

“Let’s see… where were we?” the grandfather mutters, and Eddie laughs because he can hear so much of Wayne in it, that gentle, wry humour. “Oh, yes. In the Pit of Despair.”

Eddie laughs again, choked. He’s clawed his way out of that damned pit so many times. His breathing catches at the thought that it’s been over a year since the deepest pit of them all, when Eddie once thought that the walls were far too high to climb.

“Woah, hey,” Steve whispers, “what’s wrong?”

Eddie shakes his head, smiling. “N-nothing.”

Their row is empty, and in the dark Steve reaches out, fingertips gently brushing underneath Eddie’s eye. They come away wet.

And Steve gives a little shushing noise, so that only they can hear, and it’s him who makes the leap, easily turning the page into the new chapter.

To some people Eddie’s first kiss would mean nothing at all—in their eyes, a chaste peck of comfort in a movie theatre would be just a speck in the grand history of the kiss itself. But for Eddie, it leaves them all behind.

“Farm boy,” he murmurs, when the movie’s over, smiling because the great, terrible story is done, and he is here; he is here. “Take me home?”

Steve smiles back, winks out the corner of his eye. “As you wish.”

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Steve’s not paying attention. He’s in his head thinking about who knows what, when he hands Eddie a can of Coke.

“Thanks,” Eddie hums while Steve plops down beside him on the couch.

And then it happens.

Steve, without a thought in his head, leans over and presses a kiss to Eddie’s temple.

Before he’s completely pulled back he realizes his mistake.

“Uh, thanks?” Eddie’s lips are pursed like he’s fighting back saying a whole lot more.

“Shit,” Steve’s still positioned halfway between sitting down and leaning in.

“It’s ok, dude.” Eddie tries to hold his soda casually. “We’ve all done it.” But Eddie scrunches his face like he doesn’t even believe his lie.

“No, uh, I don’t-I don’t know why I did that.” Except he does.

He’s been thinking about kissing Eddie for months. He’s been wondering how soft the man’s lips are, or if he’d be gentle or rough when kissing Steve back.

The lie feels like a lead balloon in his gut.

“No big deal, Harrington. In fact, I’ll kiss you. Even the score.”

“Wha-?” Eddie’s lips cut Steve off with the most awkward kiss Steve’s ever experienced.

But.

It’s Eddie’s lips pressing against Steve’s and Steve doesn’t want to waste this insane opportunity so he kisses back. The action must surprise Eddie because he stalls his lips for a brief second before he’s surging forward like a man starved for more.

They’re interrupted by a clearing of a throat.

“Wha-what is happening here?” Robin stands at the end of the couch, returning from the bathroom with her arms crossed.

Eddie’s eyes widen and he pulls away from Steve’s lips slowly.

“Uh, well? I owed Steve for…” he looks around for any kind of answer, then notices the can in his hand. “My soda!”

Robin stares at him incredulously. “I’ll get my own drinks from now on.”

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Eddie can't flirt, but Steve's brain has been rewired to find the most insane shit in the world interesting, and Eddie hasn't said anything normal since he met him.

Eddie, trying to flirt: .... I know how to juggle Steve: Go on..... -later- Steve: And then he messed up like 12 times in a row Robin: And? Steve: And I think I'm in love with him.

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El being wholesome with Steve. El being wholesome with Steve. The weird sibling duo we didn’t know we needed. I need more of it. I might do it….no I’ve done enough of them…

Okay, okay. But just picture this:

The kids trying to embarrass Steve all the time with photos and stories to Eddie, but El ruins it every.single.time. because she is so unbelievably wholesome when it comes to Steve.

Here is everyone pulling out scoops photos (which Eddie actually loves thank you very much) and sharing stories about his failed dates. Dustin tells Eddie specifically about the time he was teaching Lucas basketball and Lucas threw the ball too hard at the backboard and hit Steve in the face.

So they are all poking fun at Steve in his and Robin’s apartment (because in every universe these platonic soulmates live together) and there is just El who randomly chimes in:

“Steve took me to this thing called a ren faire once. It was very fun. We both looked really pretty.”

Eddie absolutely melts at the story and gushes over the photos she has.

And everyone gets quiet every time, because no one wants to criticize El, but one time Max gently goes, “You know that’s like….nice right? We’re making fun of him.”

Everyone one expects her to being embarrassed or confused but instead she simple says.

“I know. I don’t like it. Steve’s nice.”

And she embarrasses everyone, except Robin and Eddie who are the only ones Steve never gets upset with when they make fun of him. They all mumble out apologies, and Steve turns to Dustin and goes:

“This is why she gets a special section in the freezer. All different flavors of eggos.”

El’s eyes get wide. “Even the blueberry ones?”

Steve gives her hair a tousle, “Especially the blueberry ones.”

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Imperial passport of Kublai Khan “I am the emissary of the Khan. If you defy me, you die.” 1240 A.D. [886x960]