La Ardilla Roja camping has seen better days. To the left of the welcome center, there’s a faded green sign pimping lake swimming, hiking trails, and an air-conditioned rec room with color television.
“Color television,” Isak deadpans. “Impressive.”
A mosquito whines by Even’s ear. He’s going to get eaten alive.
It's a jinx that renders the victim mute, unless he/she serves the purpose of the jinx and kisses the person that they desire. It's just Harry's luck that he's in love with Draco. HPDM, one-shot, eighth year.
"cool just doing nothing with you" by anniebibananie
“My place is empty, and I’m up anyway,” Steve said. “You could always come over. Smoking weed might do the trick to knock us out.”
Eddie eyes him suspiciously for a moment, as if Steve wasn’t finished. “You know I’m Eddie Munson, right? I’ve already tried weed. Weed is part of my balanced diet.”
Steve fluttered his eyelashes. “But you haven’t tried it with Steve Harrington.”
It's never easy, recovering from the trauma of a battle with the supernatural, but this time Steve has Eddie. And weed. Hopefully one of those two can help him sleep at least.
Tags under the cut:
Relationship:
Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Characters:
Steve Harrington
Eddie Munson
Robin Buckley
Nancy Wheeler
Joyce Byers
Jonathan Byers
Vickie (Stranger Things)
Additional Tags:
Mutual Pining
Slow Burn
Lots of Weed
Sharing a Bed
Hurt/Comfort
stupid boys in love
bisexual!steve harrington
Codependent Scooby Gang
Background Robin/Vickie
Mommy Issues
Daddy Issues
They've both got parental trauma
Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
Note: The tropes/Tags/Kinks in these fics do not always represent my personal likes/dislikes. I will post fics that are Friendly/Neutral or Critically Positive to this site regardless of my own opinion of the fic.
“Clint,” Steve says, and it’s that same no-bullshit, do-or-die, I really, really mean it voice he used to trot out in the last few innings of close games in high school. “Bucky’s not gonna fly. He’s not going to drive himself. He can’t— I need you to drive him here.” “Oh, fuck you,” Clint says, and hangs up.
It transpires I cannot use Tumblr any more. But this is my favourite Winterhawk AU fic, thank you so much thepartyresponsible.
It's gonna be such a funny mess when Donald Trump dies of a stroke on April 1st, 2024.
Naturally everybody will think it's fake because of the date only to lose their minds (both positively and negatively based on their opinion of trump) when realizing it's real
There will be massive celebrations in the streets and on social media and lots of predictable "don't speak ill of the dead" discourse about those celebrations
Weird evangelicals will pull some weird number trick talking about how Jesus was conceived on April 1st and that makes Trump a sort of messiah and people will make fun of that
The Republicans (after they're done with the faux-sadness and faux-outrage) will stomp over each other to be his successor but none of them will succeed. They'll tear each other apart and have no single nominee for the November elections.
There will be discourse about if Biden and the living former presidents should go to his funeral (they won't, he was a traitor insurrectionist)
The Ukraine-Russia War immediately goes in favor of Ukraine as morale in the Kremlin is reduced. China similarly backs off from its threats on Taiwan.
Ten thousand new memes are made, some sticking around for years to come.
Not a month later a bunch of unofficial biographies of Trump hit the bookshelves, many with new details about just how awful he was.
Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen