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[literaila]

still here 

tasm!peter x reader 

summary: there’s an ache in me, put there by the ache in you

(for @elysian-chaos)

warnings: angst, fluff, feeling unworthy, feeling useless, you know, seperation 

a/n: ‘tis the damn season is the best song ever. dont argue 

*

there's this little thing called stress baking. 

typically, stress baking is referred to as coping by making something delicious to scavenge on, instead of dwelling on the feelings scavenging you. and typically, it's done with a certain type of elegance--one that is made up of chaos. completely insane, yet completely in control. it's a messy dance, but perfectly choreographed. 

stress baking is a very reviving task. filling up the house with muffins and pies is not only good for distracting yourself, but also for making friends when you run out of room. or smiling at the cashier every time you have to go to the store for ingredients. 

it's something you've practiced for years. something you've become somewhat addicted to. 

but then there's baking while stressed. which, you swear, hadn't been your intention. 

brownies from a box were supposed to be easy. they were notoriously easy. a couple of eggs, some oil, and some water. the hardest part of your job was mixing, but you'd done it so many times that you zoned out while doing all of it. 

box brownies were supposed to be non-stress and quick. but when you burn the brownies and batter rises over the top of your glass pan, and the oven is dirty, and the apartment smells like burnt batter and oven cleaner--well, you have to reread the directions. 

you're a good baker. you've been making cookies and cakes for parties for years. you pride yourself on not needing measuring cups because you can eye a recipe by the gram. 

not that these brownies would agree. 

and it's already five-forty-five. peter is going to be home in the next fifteen minutes and this was supposed to be a treat. something good. 

"surprise! i ruined our oven, and now we're going to have to spend the next few nights at your aunt's house in your twin-sized bed until the smell of death goes away!" doesn't typically bring out any smiles.

and peter's been stressed lately, and you've been stressed about him. 

and now you're making brownies from scratch without butter--because you used it all on the last batch, oops--and the number of candles you've lit is a sure fire hazard. 

but if peter would just smile at you, pull you in by your waist and laugh while he kissed you with a chocolate mouth, it would all be fine. 

if there wasn't so much riding on this one (two) pan(s) of brownies. like being able to sleep comfortably tonight. 

you turned the oven down, found a new pan--threw the other one out because it was nothing but a source of disappointment--and cleaned the oven just enough to not draw any suspicions. but you could still feel the failure lurking. 

peter was going to come home to a chaotic house, and it was your fault. 

so you scrubbed at the counters. fixed the stack of bills on the table so that you couldn't see any of the stamps, folded the blankets, and even swept the kitchen floor. 

still, you knew peter would know. because he always knows. and maybe that was why he was acting so weird lately--maybe that's why you were acting so weird. 

the door opened when the timer on the oven went off. 

you'd wanted to watch peter walk through the door--so you could gauge how tired he was, how miserable--but maybe it was better not to know. to let him put on a mask while your back was still turned. 

"hey, baby," he said, as you were pulling the brownies out of the oven, setting his house keys on the counter and sighing. "i'm home." 

you peeked over your shoulder, giving him a hint of a smile--the same type he was giving you. "hey, honey," you said back, "you're home." 

peter walked around the island to stand right behind you, kissing the back of your head and stealing a look over to the stovetop. he clears his throat. "brownies?" 

you shrug. "thought you might like something sweet when you got home." 

you take off the oven mitt, not really wanting to look at him--maybe because you're scared of what you'll see, or maybe just because you can already feel his eyes tearing down your skin. 

but you can feel his breath on your neck as he chuckles. his exhaustion as he leans into your back. 

"i've already got you, though," he whispers one peck at the edge of your jaw, another by your ear. 

you snort and pull away, turning so you can look at him. and then you pretend to throw up. 

he laughs and pokes your forehead.

you're not looking at him and he's not looking at you. 

you turn back to the brownies. 

"did you drop something in the oven?" peter asks, leaning his chin on your shoulder. 

"no," you answer, a bit too defensive. 

"sure?" 

"am i sure that i didn't burn something in the oven, peter? yes." 

there's a beat. "...cause it smells like it." 

you headbutt him. "you smell like it. go shower. you can't eat these yet." 

"yes, ma'am," peter takes a step back, and you look at him again.  you can see the question in his eyes, and see your own reflecting the same question. 

what are you hiding? 

"we have some ice cream, too." 

peter moans, his head back. you roll your eyes at him. 

and you start cutting the brownies, worries, and chocolate chips sticking to the knife, listening to peter's footsteps, feeling his presence sticking to you like sugar, sticky and rich, his eyes keeping you on edge. 

you know you shouldn't feel stupid--peter doesn't actually know what happened, or care--but you do. because he knows, and because even from the split second you looked at him, you could see the strain on his skin, the pressure weighing him down, dragging his feet across the floor. 

you feel stupid just because you don't know what to do. so before he can close the door, you turn around. choosing reaction instead of pretending. 

"peter?" 

he pauses, his head whipping towards you. his eyes are as soft and loving as they always are--his attention remains the same, even when his energy doesn't. like he's wasting himself away just to take care of you. 

he swallows. "yeah?" 

"are you--" you blink, look away, try not to taste burnt brownies. "are you okay? you seem tired. was work… alright? 

peter smiles, shaking his head. "just the usual, bub. work and... work. i think i'll go to bed early tonight?" 

you raise a brow. 

peter clears his throat. "i mean, i think i'll take a nap tonight before i go out." 

you nod. "okay." 

you both stare at each other for a moment. he's far enough away that it's easier. you don't have to feel his emotions as he processes them. don't have to see them from up close. 

you hate yourself for being afraid of him. for being afraid for him. 

“d’ya want to join me?” peter asks, whisper slipping from his mouth, smile taunting from his lips. “we can cuddle and eat brownies.” 

you lick your lips, shaky smile enough. “you sure? i’ve heard i can be a bit distracting…”

peter’s laugh makes his shoulders shake. “you heard correctly,” he says eyes crinkled, “but i don’t mind.” 

you nod. you’re grateful for his ease. the careful reveal of his true face, the peeling of a mask. the admittance that not everything is perfect, no matter how small. 

“go shower. i’ll get the sugar.” 

peter kisses you on the cheek before he goes.

and at least you got a couple of smiles out of him. at least you can feel his kiss lingering on your skin. 

* 

it's not that serious. honestly. 

you hardly even think about it. you're not thinking about it. 

you're not dwelling on the smell of soft skin and the feeling of calloused hands running up and down your back, the tickle of a breath against your neck. 

you're not thinking about it at all. 

and if it's been a week--or a week and a half, or two, or three--since you last spoke, or shared the same space with peter, then it's fine. 

this is something you've grown used to. something you're supposed to be used to. 

peter has obligations. 

he has things he needs to fulfill--not just for himself, but for others, for the guilt that you can see rocking his bones all of the time, the shame in his eyes when he comes home a bit too early. he has places that he needs to be, if only because he won't be able to live with himself if he's not there. 

but then again, you're not sure how to live when he's not here. especially when the sink breaks. 

still, as long as you can feel him pull you into his chest every night, imagine him kissing your forehead before falling asleep, then it's fine. 

you're not thinking about any of it because it's fine. 

but you miss him. if only momentarily. 

he'll come back--you repeat this like a promise, like it's his voice whispering it to you--because he always does. 

space is good for the heart, some part of you swears. though you don't think you could think of peter any fonder than you already do. 

he comes in too late at night and is already gone when you wake up. he texts you updates--because you've talked about communication before--and tells you that he loves you through sweet little notes he sends during the day. 

if the thing he wishes to share about his life is the worm he found in his apple, then you're perfectly happy to listen (read). 

it's normal to miss the person you love most in the world. 

and it's normal for your boyfriend to disappear for fourteen hours each day, just barely cuddling with you for three hours before he's gone again. 

it's normal for you, at least

he’ll come back. 

and so, instead of thinking about peter, and wondering when he might notice the frayed edges of your relationship, you make sure that he doesn't have to worry about anything. 

you clean up after the two of you, running the dishwasher and cleaning the bathroom, and packing him lunch on days you know he'll be gone for the office. making sure there's always something he can eat in the fridge when he gets home late at night, and texting him to know what he wants from the store. 

you make the bed and wash his clothes and hope that maybe it'll keep him from burning out. 

you hope that maybe it will keep you distracted enough to not ask him for anything. like love or support or a five-minute conversation. 

if taking care of him is the only way to keep him going--the only way to keep yourself going--then you'll do it. peter takes care of you enough. 

but even if you're not thinking about it, it's there. 

because you've just fallen asleep--which is extremely rare recently, mostly because you like to wait until you hear the window and then slow your breathing until you feel peter crawl into bed with you--and just woke up. 

woke up with sweaty skin and a headache. it's night ten and you're getting nightmares again. 

it's ridiculous that you can't even last two weeks without peter there. without him kissing you to sleep. 

and when you burst out of bed, you almost fall into him--almost scream because you're sharing the bed with someone else. 

tears are running down your face. your heart feels split open--like your dreams have revealed something inside it. 

but you look over to peter and he's there; he's still here. 

so you take a deep breath--chest caving in, body following--and you rest your head in your hands. 

if there's anything you want right now, it's for peter to wake up. 

it's for him to know all of this. 

you want him to appear next to you, leaning over your back like he's going to shelter from the world if that's what you need. rubbing your back and whispering in your ear. you want him in your house and laughing when you break the shower rod again. 

you want him to cuddle with you before he leaves, and cross his heart when you scold him while he crawls out the window. 

you want him in more than just your memory. 

but peter is snoring next to you, and so you sit there in silence until the tears begin to ease.

*

peter's not supposed to be home. 

he works until five, and then takes the subway home--and you're not expecting to see him anyway. he's been shoving his suit into the bottom of his backpack right as you pull it out of the hamper.

so it's not that unusual for you to be laying in bed, shoes and socks kicked across the floor, hands gripping for some stability, and eyes puffy and red. 

and it's not that unusual for you to squeak when the window opens, and spider-man's head peeks into your room. 

you can feel peter's wide eyes behind the mask. 

you're quick to wipe your face, throw on a clumsy smile. "peter," you say, exhaling. "what're you doing here?"  

a body crawls into the window, dirt and grime on clothes finger-tips reaching out to you. "what's wrong?" he asks, voice only slightly muffled. 

but you take a step back, moving away from him when he lands on the floor, leaving spots for you to vacuum up later. 

"what're you doing here?" you repeat, voice a bit harsher, a bit faded. 

"i need--" he reaches his hand out toward you again, retreating when you do. "i needed some more web fluid. i don't--" he shakes his head. "what happened?" 

"i, um," you wipe traitorous tears away again. "i think there's some more in the closet. i keep moving it when i'm cleaning, sorry." 

"you're crying," peter scolds. like you're being ridiculous. like you're not trying to save him the effort it's going to take to fix this irrational piece of you, these lonely broken bits. 

you bite your lip and look away. 

because although you can't even see his eyes--they are still scolding. they are quick and cruel reminders that you haven't talked to peter in two weeks. 

you turn towards your bedside table, pretending to organize the contents on top. 

you can hear peter moving. 

"what's going on, bub?" he says, soft enough for the words to crawl under your skin. he's taken the mask off. his voice is clear. 

"oh, nothing, you know," you pause, shrugging. "just the usual sad movie type of cry..." peter's hand reaches your back and you flip around, almost knocking over your lamp. 

"c'mon," he whispers to you, far closer than you'd been expecting. 

you try and take a step back, only meeting a dead-end. he's cornered you. "you should go, peter. you were just--" 

"this is more important."

you laugh. "some silly tears are more important than a collapsing building?" 

"you're more important," peter swears, his eyes so focused on yours, "to me." 

you blink and shake your head. gesture back towards the window. "go and save some people. you don't have to help me too." 

peter swallows, brows furrowed. "will you tell me what's wrong?"

"i can take care of myself, peter. you don't need to worry about it." 

"well, i'm going to." 

you roll your eyes. and then you break free of his hold, moving away from the table, from the cage he's built around you. "move along, spider-man." 

peter doesn't move any closer, but his limbs are tense. his face is concerned and hurt--you try and shield that out.

"i'm not leaving you when you're crying."

"i'm not crying anymore." 

peter scowls. "stop deflecting." 

you take a deep breath, throat dry and aching. "i'm not--" you clear your throat, shaking your head and looking away from him. "i'm fine, peter. but some people actually need you. go and save the day," you tell him. "i'll still be here when you come back." 

*

and you are. 

you're sitting on the couch, staring at photos peter took on the wall, wondering how to explain any of it. 

how to explain yourself without digging the two of you any further in this hole. 

you've been trying to prove just how little you need peter--just how useful you could be--and by doing so, you've put yourself in this situation. 

because you do need him. you just hadn't wanted peter to know that. 

so you're sitting on the couch, trying not to flinch every time the air conditioning comes on, or there's a footstep from the apartment above you. you're waiting for peter to climb in through the window, waiting to see how exhausted he is before he has to deal with you. 

and you've bitten your lip raw. completely eliminated any evidence of fingernails you once had. 

your heart stutters with every minute that comes by. 

and when you finally hear peter hop in from the fire escape, your heart stops completely. 

you wonder if he's going to change before he comes and finds you. before the inevitable happens, and you give him another reason to work so late. 

your restlessness must be audible because it only takes peter forty seconds before walking into the living room. he's wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt. 

he's wearing a frown like a well-tailored suit. known and made for him. 

you're trying not to frown back. 

"hey," you say, putting on a smile, voice flighty and an octave too high. "everything okay?" 

"no one got hurt," peter says, the antonym to your tone. 

"good." 

apparently, your tight-lipped smile isn't enough to ease the tension in the room. 

"are you ready to talk?" peter asks, slowly stepping toward you, just barely meeting your eyes. 

you'd scrubbed your face after he left. sobbed in the shower as you washed away any of the shame you hadn't meant for him to see. you'd made sure that your eyes weren't puffy, and your eyelashes were dry before he'd got home. 

so when peter scans your face--as he's doing now--he shouldn't notice anything unusual. 

besides the facade you're putting on. 

you clear your throat, eyebrows lifted like you're unconcerned. "there's not much to talk about." 

peter's sullen face doesn't move an inch. "why were you crying?" 

"i already told you. i watched a sad movie," you wave a hand, "you just came in at the wrong time." 

peter sighs. he sits down on the couch next to you, keeping his distance. "don't lie." 

you frown. "i'm not lying." 

"you've got some pretty obvious tells, you know," peter whispers, giving you a hint of a bittersweet smile. "you don't have to talk to me. but i'd like it if you did. i just want to make sure that you're... okay." 

"i'm fine, peter." 

he looks away. "and if you're not then we'll figure it out. i just want to know." 

"well, you do." 

peter opens his mouth, then closes it, shaking his head. 

he's sitting three feet away from you, but his hands are clasped together, his legs are opposite of yours, and he can't even look at you. 

you can feel it, as you push him away. as you try so desperately to hold him close without touching him. 

"okay," peter says, eyes meeting yours again. "i don't want to push you." 

no, but he should pull you off of this ledge. should keep you from falling any further than you already have. 

you shake your head, laughing. it's not funny. 

"what?" 

you close your eyes. count to ten. forget how to breathe, or how to speak to the person you love most in this world. 

"what?" peter repeats, but softer. 

you open your eyes. 

and then it all crumbles. 

you scoff. "can you stop looking at me like that?" you plead, breaking away, physically distancing yourself from him. 

"like what?" 

it's his fault, really, for coming home so early in the day. 

"like you can't deal with this. like this is exhausting." 

the tears sneak up on you, knocking you out before you even notice that they're there. 

peter's eyes are wide as he stares at you. "you're not--" he swallows, frantically reaching towards you. "this isn't exhausting--i'm not--" a moment, tears beginning to fall. "what do you--" 

you sigh, shaking your head. "you're always gone, and you come home exhausted every night after you think i've fallen asleep, and you only talk to me through text, and even now you just--" you stop, voice breaking. "if you can't do this," you say, softly, "then you should just tell me." 

peter is closer than he was a moment ago. "what?" 

"i know this is a lot of work, okay? and i know that you're already pushing yourself, so it's fine if i'm too much. if--if loving me is too much." 

there's a moment of silence, and you're almost sure that peter has already left. 

but then there's a thumb wiping a tear from your cheek. you can't open your eyes, can't face the reality you've been desperately holding off. 

"you're not too much." 

peter moves closer to you, his leg touching yours, his hands moving so that he can hold you closer. 

you couldn't push him away if you tried. 

"you're not too much," he repeats, the words sinking into your skin, his breath meeting yours. "i can't believe you would think that." 

you half laugh, half sob. peter wipes away those tears too. 

"you're the only thing keeping me going," he tells you, kissing your forehead. "i'm sorry i haven't been there. i didn't realize..." he shakes his head. 

"you shouldn't have to take care of me as much as you do," you whisper. 

peter nudges his head against yours. "hey. you take care of me way more than i take care of you. you clean up after me and stay up with me when i can't sleep. you help fix my suits, and do all of the laundry. and you never complain. you're practically my guardian angel." 

"that's all easy." 

"not for me," peter says, voice lighter than before. 

you shrug. 

"but you do all of that cause you love me," he adds, kissing your forehead again. "or, i hope that's why." 

"it's the sex." 

peter laughs, nuzzling his head into you. "well, at least you're honest. but, it's the same reason that i take care of you. you shouldn't feel... guilty because of that. you're no burden on me." 

"no?" 

"absolutely not." 

you bite your lip. try and believe peter. but honestly, you're most lovesick from how close he's holding you. how you can feel his skin and listen to him speak somewhere that isn't your bed. you're not quite sure that this isn't a dream. 

"hey," peter moves his head so you're looking at him. "we suck." 

you laugh, leaning your forehead against his. 

"i'm sorry it's been so long since we've... anything. it's been a rough couple of weeks." 

"for me too. it's not your fault." 

"you have to tell me if it's not enough, okay? i don't want you to suffer through it by yourself. if you need to talk to me--even for ten minutes--then you have to let me know." 

"okay." 

"do you promise?" 

you nod against him, nose brushing his cheek. "i promise, peter." 

peter smiles, satisfied. he groans, pulling you even closer to him. "i love you, bug. so much." 

you can barely hear him because of how tight he's hugging you. it sort of hurts, but mostly heals. 

"i know," you say back. but peter probably can't hear you, because you say it right into his shirt. 

*

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The boy is mine (Jade's edition)

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: Eddie has a plan for a romantic night, but things go awry (2k words)

Contents: Anxiety, Eddie is self deprecating, hurt/comfort (kinda), no gendered terms for reader except mention that their hand is smaller then Eddie's and reader is called beautiful, a literal fire (please look up fire safety), fluff

A/N: So I saw this the first day it was posted and I thought it was a fun idea and saved the prompt by @carolmunson. I've been writing this for a bit,, but like I have had such bad mental fog and generalized pain recently I have been having a hard time focusing...I think I kind of misinterpreted the rules a bit...so here is sad lump of a contribution. Call me Stitch the way I am telling myself "it may be little and broken but still good".

18+ only

The night had started well, at least Eddie thought it had. He promised you a romantic night in. He even prepped for it.

Eddie rented sappy love movies, getting advice by Harrington and Buckley surprisingly. Harrington stated flowers were the way to go, but then started arguing with Buckley. While entertaining, Eddie learned more about the languages of romance from Buckley then he did about romantic gifts. But he wrote down to get flowers.

So he watched the movies. And Eddie was high paid a lot of attention and basically learned to make a grand speech. Big pour out your heart moment. Which, he felt he always talked your ear off, so he could totally do.

Eddie then read those magazines all the cheerleaders gossiped and giggled over. He didn't learn much except some tips for the best kiss. Cup the person's cheek and lean in slowly. Build the suspense. Eddie could do that.

Give you flowers. Make a speech. Cup your cheek as he kisses you. Eddie had this in the bag! Each point written in his little notebook.

And then the reality of you coming to his trailer hit him when you called to confirm the date was still on that morning. He hung up the phone after flirting a bit and looked around his house. Nerves flooded his system as he looked at it with the perspective of an outsider. He didn't want it to look bad. And it was, well, it wasn't bad but definitely could be cleaner.

So Eddie had vacuumed and dusted the entire trailer. Tossed empty pizza boxes in the trash. Sprayed some cologne around the trailer to cover the scent of weed, then cursed himself for using the expensive cologne when there was a bottle of air freshener in the bathroom.

Had picked up his clothes scattered across his room and shoved them all, clean and dirty, into the closet. Had made sure his bed had more then one pillow, grabbing spare throw pillows and tossing them towards the headboard. Even if he didn't think there was a chance you would enter his bedroom tonight, he wanted to be prepared.

Eddie had even started dinner before you arrived. An easy roast that Wayne had made hundreds of times. Thrown meat, potatoes, onions, and carrots into the pot, seasoned it and thrown it all in the oven.

It was newer, this thing between you, and he wanted to get it all right. You'd been friends for years, just recently evolved into dating. It was easy to hold your hand and throw an arm around your shoulder before, stealing those small intimate moments and pretending it meant something more. But now it does mean more. Truly, it always had, but neither of you had said anything. Because like usual, Eddie was the coward and ran.

He spent what felt like minutes (it had been hours) looking back at the notes, the plan. He had even sketched some pictures of you and him as he studied. Gave himself some sweet new tattoos and piercings and muscles while you had hearts around your head. By the time he stopped rereading the same points over and over again, he realized you would be there within the hour.

And he already failed the first point, flowers. It had completely spaced him what with the studying, but he had other things he had been wanting to give you so he figured he could wing it. He rehearsed everything in his mind, having various conversations with you. He would take your coat, be charming as ever, and you would fall for him even more then you already had.

But the plan immediately left his mind when you had arrived. Eddie could feel his face flush as his eyes trailed up and down your figure. All the rushing thoughts in his head suddenly stopped. All he could think was Damn, how'd I get so lucky?

"You're beautiful." Eddie mumbled in awe as you had shrugged off your coat. And then you smiled and Eddie realized he had messed up the plan. He thought he had went through every variable but he hadn't. It wasn't you that was going to fall more in love with him tonight, but Eddie was going to fall more in love with you.

Eddie twirled a piece of hair around his finger, unable to meet your eyes. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and his palms were begin to sweat. He couldn't help but shift from foot to foot. "Oh I uh....got you something," Eddie smiled and turned to leave before hesitating and motioning to the couch," You can uh sit...or stand, standing is good too! I'll be right back."

Eddie cursed himself the whole time he walked away because of how stupid he was. He could stage elaborate campaigns but couldn't seem to form a single sentence in your presence. Eddie grabbed the gift off his dresser and inhaled slowly, mentally yelling at himself to be cool for once in his life.

And faltered in his steps.

Because you were sat on the couch. Not just on the edge of the cushion like those who he dealt to who couldn't wait to get out of his presence. No, you were fully relaxed into the cushion. You looked comfortable. You looked like you belonged.

And Eddie couldn't squash the butterflies that took flight in his stomach. And he sat on the cushion next to you, fighting the urge to wrap you in his arms and hold you close.

"I got you this," Eddie declared as he handed you a rock. A small, smooth stone that fit in the palm of your hand. Your mouth parted but no words came out. Eddie bit his lip as you slowly turned the stone over in your hands, staring at it.

"I saw it and I thought, well, I thought of you and it matches your eyes and-" Eddie huffed out a laugh and shook his head," Sorry, it's stupid just give it back."

Eddie moved to grab it out of your hand but you slapped at his arm and clenched the stone in your hand. "No, it's mine!" You held your hand to your chest and glared at him. "It's stupid," Eddie looked down. "It is not." "It is!"

"Are you serious? If you don't stop we're gonna have a problem. This is the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me." You beamed at him. Joy and adoration written clearly across your face. Eddie slowly grinned back as you dared to open your palm and look at the stone again. "My precious," you wiggled your eyebrows at him, making him bark out a laugh as he relaxed.

"Let's save a ring for a later date." He joked, even as his mind raced. You quoted Lord of the Rings! You were sitting on his couch holding a rock he thought was the same shade as your eyes and you liked it!! He was done for. Completely head over heels fallen for you. Said he would never marry yet here he was planning his vows and everything.

"Seriously, Eddie, this is so sweet." Your hand grasped his. Your hand was smaller then his, fitting perfectly. Fingers interlocked hesitantly and then more surely. Eddie's eyes fell to your lips. Your tongue darted out slightly and wet them. And he started to lean in.

The air was thick, and not just with the tension, the anticipation. Your lips were milliseconds to coming in contact with his when Eddie's nose twitched as he caught a familiar scent. Your lips landed on Eddie's cheek as he turned so quickly to face the kitchen he gave himself whiplash.

Thick smoke started to waft out of the room. "Oh fuck!" He jumped up as the smoke detector finally started doing its job and screeched out an annoying beep. Eddie ran into the kitchen with you hot on his heels.

Eddie opened the oven door, smoke billowing out," SHITshitshit-" Eddie cursed as he slammed the door shut, coughing slightly. Your hand reached past him to shut off the oven before darting over to the window and throwing it open.

Eddie's eyes darted to the sink below the window. Stop, drop, and roll- wait no that was if you were on fire. But water beats fire in almost every scenario, right? Except oil, shit did he add oil? No, he didn't add anything except the food and the seasoning so it should all be good right?

"Stand back!" Eddie yells over the screeching alarm. Grabbing the pot holders, he throws the oven door open. Smoke billows past him as he makes a mad dash for the pot, grasping the handles and throwing it in the sink. He throws the faucet on, water pouring over the burnt food and pot.

Steam billows up with smoke, mingling in the air before flowing out the window. A hissing sound from the cool water hitting the hot pot fills the air. You fan the flames towards the open window. "Oh fuck." You cough as your eyes fill with tears from the smoke. Eddie winces as flurried apologies fall from his lips.

The pot, not on fire at least, starts to lessen up on producing smoke. Eddie deems it safe to leave and grabs your hand, dragging you outside. His hands on your shoulders guide you to sit on the steps as you continue to intermittently cough. Eddie rushes back into the kitchen, double checking that the oven was off, and quickly grabs a mug holding it under the still running faucet.

Eddie rushes back outside to you, almost missing the step and face planting. And wouldn't that have been the icing on the cake. Would that make Eddie or the embarrassment of faceplanting be the vanilla frosting? Who even created that saying? Cake was good and this was not good. Eddie shook his head of these thoughts as he sank down on the step next to you.

Eddie hands you the mug of water. You drink it in big gulps, a small dribble of water falling out of the side of your mouth towards your chin. Eddie wipes it away with his thumb as he apologizes," I am so sorry, I don't even know what happened."

"Is this Garfield?" You peer at the mug, as if Eddie almost didn't kill you. "Uh yeah, was in a rush, sorry I didn't grab like a nicer cup. I just ran out...to you..." "Don't apologize, I like Garfield," you mumble taking another drink of the water.

"Are you okay?" Eddie asks, hands running up and down your shoulders, eyes checking you over. "Think I hacked up a lung from all the smoke...," you rub your sternum," Man, my lungs do not like smoke...and you like that?" Eddie let out a nervous laugh," Yeah no sorry, only when its weed. Never really inhaled a straight fire before."

You look up into Eddie's eyes that are full of concern. "Well, I'd recommend like not doing that. But I'm okay, it startled me more then anything," You give a soft smile. "You sure?" "Positive." You knock his shoulder with yours.

Eddie's eyes search your figure, ensuring you aren't lying to him. You ignore him, opting to set the mug down on the ground. Fingers brushing against a dandelion, yellow and bright. You pluck it from the ground and twirl it between your fingers.

You're okay. You're holding a dandelion and you're okay. You aren't acting like you hate him. You aren't making excuses and leaving. You aren't leaving like everyone else-

Eddie's shoulders relax as the tension leaves his body. You're okay. Your relationship is okay. He didn't ruin everything. You're smiling at a fucking dandelion while his heart feels like it has run a marathon.

You're oblivious to his plight as you lean over and tuck the dandelion behind his ear," Maybe don't smoke that. Looks pretty on you." "Not that kind of weed." "Yeah dumb joke sorry."

A slow exhale escapes him as he shakes his head,"No it's good I'm just," Eddie waves his hand in front of him," like what the fuck just happened? I am never cooking again. I'll just take you to Enzo's. I fucked up. Sorry for ruining the date."

Your hand cupped his cheek as you ducked down to meet his eyes," Hey, no. You didn't ruin the date." Eddie rolls his eyes slightly," Almost killing you? Yeah, pretty sure i ruined it." You bump your knee against Eddie's, "it's not ruined and you didn't almost kill me. Small food fire, happens to everyone. I lit popcorn on fire once. Besides, if you did happen to kill me, at least I would have died happy and in love. And you'd be stuck with me cause ghost me is absolutely haunting you."

Eddie can't help but laugh slightly," Oh? You think you'd be a ghost and not get another chance at life? Be reincarnated or whatever?" "Well, even if I was reincarnated, I'd find you again."

Eddie scoffs, "C'mon, don't say that.. That's not even true, you'd totally be able to move on. You wouldn't need little old me." You grab his face and peer into his eyes," Eddie Munson, I will always need you. In this life and whatever happens after. You and me? We're it. Maybe it should be too soon to say, but I feel it in my bones. You're it for me Eddie. Together now, forever, and when everything ceases to exist we'll be in nothing together. I will always be with you because I will always love you."

You lean in and Eddie thinks his heart stops. Your hand holding his cheek in place, thumb lightly brushing back and forth. His eyes flutter shut as your lips finally touch his. It was soft and sweet, lips slowly parting and melding together in a dance that sent shivers down Eddie's spine. He sighed into the kiss as you leaned closer into each other. Your hands threading through his hair, his wrapping around your waist. Lips moving in tandem, tongues darting out tentatively.

You only part when you both are gasping for air. Soft smiles and longing glances shared as the sun sets. "I love you too." Eddie traces your cheekbone with his finger. "You better." You joke. Your combined giggles fill the air as you continue to steal kisses from each other.

The night may not have been the most romantic. Or gone to plan, like, at all. But it was one Eddie already knew that when he thought about he would be able to feel his heart swell with love. And as he kissed you Eddie thought, yeah you were it for him.

#Was gonna change my user from Jade but I have nothing that feel more like me (was going to be Jade for literal years and now it doesn't fit) #Maybe thats just the mental fog making everything not normal for me tho #Have yall burned anything before?? I remember so many times my family has...or maybe they just can't cook #Cheese fell off a pizza once and caught fire on the bottom of the oven...microwaveable popcorn when someone hit 5 minutes instead of 2 #None of them were fire fires but small things burning with lots of smoke #Be safe yall please learn fire safety and what to do or not do with kitchen fires #Anyways I love you all and I am going to go read everyone else's submissions okay byeeeeee #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #eddie munson fluff #Eddie Munson x y/n #eddie munson/you #eddie munson/reader #Jade is Talking #Also yes you did everything Eddie planned to do...so it did happen according to plan just not Eddie doing it #ALSO ALSO I have found a rock in every shade okay green grey blue brown white black etc #So it is possible to find a rock in every shade okay pls dont be like green is not a rock IT IS or maybe I'm colorblind #I'm not I've passed colorblind studies (for work) many times

[drearyrie]

caught you in 8K UHD surround sound 16 Gigs ram, HDR GEFORCE RTX, TI-80 texas insturments, Triple A duracell battery ultrapower100 Cargador Compatible iPhone 1A 5 W 1400 + Cable 100% 1 Metro Blanco Compatible iPhone 5 5 C 5S 6 SE 6S 7 8 X XR XS XS MAX GoPro hero 1 2 terrabyte xbox series x Dell UltraSharp 49 Curved Monitor - U4919DW Sony HDC-3300R 2/3" CCD HD Super Motion Color Camera, 1080p Resolution Toshiba EM131A5C-SS Microwave Oven with Smart Sensor, Easy Clean Interior, ECO Mode and Sound On/Off, 1.2 Cu. ft, Stainless Steel HP LaserJet Pro M404n Monochrome Laser Printer with Built-in Ethernet (W1A52A) GE Voluson E10 Ultrasound Machine LG 23 Cu. Ft. Smart Wi-Fi Enabled InstaView Door-in-Door Counter-Depth Refrigerator with Craft Ice Maker GFW850SPNRS GE 28" Front Load Steam Washer 5.0 Cu. Ft. with SmartDispense, WiFi, OdorBlock and Sanitize and Allergen - Royal Sapphire Kohler K-3589 Cimarron Comfort Height Two-Piece Elongated 1.6 GPF Toilet with AquaPiston Flush Technology., Quick Charge 30W Cargador 3.0 Cargador de Viaje Enchufe Cargador USB Carga Rápida con 3 Puertos carga rápida Adaptador de Corriente para iPhone x 8 7 Xiaomi Pocophone F1 Mix 3 A1 Samsung S10 S9 S8AUKEY Quick Charge 3.0 Cargador de Pared 39W Dual Puerto Cargador Móvil para Samsung Galaxy S8 / S8+/ Note 8, iPhone XS / XS Max / XR, iPad Pro / Air, HTC 10, LG G5 / G6 AUKEY Quick Charge 3.0 Cargador USB 60W 6 Puerto Cargador Móvil para Samsung Galaxy S8 / S8+ / Note 8, LG G5 / G6, Nexus 5X / 6P, HTC 10, iPhone XS / XS Max / XR, iPad Pro/ Air, Moto G4 SAMSUNG 85-inch Class Crystal UHD TU-8000 Series - 4K UHD HDR Smart TV with Alexa Built-in (UN85TU8000FXZA, 2020 Model) GE 38846 Premium Slim LED Light Bar, 18 Inch Under Cabinet Fixture, Plug-In, Convertible to Direct Wire, Linkable 628 Lumens, 3000K Soft Warm White, High/Off/Low, Easy to Install, 18 Ft Bissell Cleanview Swivel Pet Upright Bagless Vacuum Cleaner Trane20,000-Watt 1-Phase LPG/NG Liquid Cooled Whole House Standby Generator.Caught you in 8K UHD surround sound 16 Gigs ram, HDR GEFORCE RTX, TI-80 texas insturments, Triple A duracell battery ultrapower100 Cargador Compatible iPhone 1A 5 W 1400 + Cable 100% 1 Metro Blanco Compatible iPhone 5 5 C 5S 6 SE 6S 7 8 X XR XS XS MAX GoPro hero 1 2 terrabyte xbox series x Dell UltraSharp 49 Curved Monitor - U4919DW Sony HDC-3300R 2/3" CCD HD Super Motion Color Camera, 1080p Resolution Toshiba EM131A5C-SS Microwave Oven with Smart Sensor, Easy Clean Interior, ECO Mode and Sound On/Off, 1.2 Cu. ft, Stainless Steel HP LaserJet Pro M404n Monochrome Laser Printer with Built-in Ethernet (W1A52A) GE Voluson E10 Ultrasound Machine LG 23 Cu. Ft. Smart Wi-Fi Enabled InstaView Door-in-Door Counter-Depth Refrigerator with Craft Ice Maker GFW850SPNRS GE 28" Front Load Steam Washer 5.0 Cu. Ft. with SmartDispense, WiFi, OdorBlock and Sanitize and Allergen - Royal Sapphire Kohler K-3589 Cimarron Comfort Height Two-Piece Elongated 1.6 GPF Toilet with AquaPiston Flush Technology., Quick Charge 30W Cargador 3.0 Cargador de Viaje Enchufe Cargador USB Carga Rápida con 3 Puertos carga rápida Adaptador de Corriente para iPhone x 8 7 Xiaomi Pocophone F1 Mix 3 A1 Samsung S10 S9 S8AUKEY Quick Charge 3.0 Cargador de Pared 39W Dual Puerto Cargador Móvil para Samsung Galaxy S8 / S8+/ Note 8, iPhone XS / XS Max / XR, iPad Pro / Air, HTC 10, LG G5 / G6 AUKEY Quick Charge 3.0 Cargador USB 60W 6 Puerto Cargador Móvil para Samsung Galaxy S8 / S8+ / Note 8, LG G5 / G6, Nexus 5X / 6P, HTC 10, iPhone XS / XS Max / XR, iPad Pro/ Air, Moto G4 SAMSUNG 85-inch Class Crystal UHD TU-8000 Series - 4K UHD HDR Smart TV with Alexa Built-in (UN85TU8000FXZA, 2020 Model) GE 38846 Premium Slim LED Light Bar, 18 Inch Under Cabinet Fixture, Plug-In, Convertible to Direct Wire, Linkable 628 Lumens, 3000K Soft Warm White, High/Off/Low, Easy to Install, 18 Ft Bissell Cleanview Swivel Pet Upright Bagless Vacuum Cleaner Trane20,000-Watt 1-Phase LPG/NG Liquid Cooled Whole House Standby Generator.

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[vintage-tech]

today’s scanned magazine: Good Housekeeping, March 1930

Weighing in at 308 pages for only 25 cents in 1930, this magazine is pretty hefty, and I scanned 28 items from it but read the vast majority of one long story to see how it ended. (Abruptly, that’s how it ended!) Here is a smattering of what was going on... after the cut.

Tumblr, in a nutshell. And by the way, in this story, the girl was fairly successful because she had 5 older (but elementary age and younger) brothers that she could knock the tar out of and she skinned a mean ‘possum.

I wasn’t expecting 3-in-1 Oil, which is still sold (and was purchased by their competition, WD-40), to be suggested as a furniture polish. Their current website does not confirm the product containts animal or vegetable oils.

I was not expecting 20 Mule Team Borax, also still in production as a laundry aid, to be promoting using their product as a mouthwash. I mean, it won’t hurt a person and is less reactive than baking soda, but still...

I wasn’t expecting Drano to promote itself as a gas range cleaner. Not terribly surprised, since (in a similar vein) Sani-Flush toilet cleaner has always run ads in automotive magazines saying that it will clean out radiators, but using Drano in the place of, say, Easy-Off oven cleaner is a new one for me.

Okay, let’s get into celebrity endorsements. Totally didn’t see George Gershwin plugging Chase & Sanborn Coffee, but even Broadway musicians need money. I got rhythm, I got music, I got coffee / Who could ask for anything more?

And in the post previous to this one, silent film star Clara Bow endorsed Lux facial soap, so you can see that one on its own. Meanwhile:

Now we have film legend Rudy Vallée hocking Fleischmann’s Yeast as a meal supplement -- and this wasn’t the only ad in the magazine telling you to eat 3 cakes of yeast per day. To set up a joke, I will quote another brand:

Which kinda makes sense because another Fleischmann’s Yeast ad in this issue (suggesting feeding it to babies) says that yeast is a gentle laxative... so everyday Miss has a BM, and that can definitely help your vitality.

That’s right, Thomas Edison invented (or at least lent his name to) a better toaster.

I have two more (non-advertising! interesting historic!) items to share... in this post. So I will end this massive missive with a can of beans with a chuckle-worthy name, made by a company that still slings beans, Van Camps. Don’t ask where your cornhole is, and do not put this product in your presumed ‘bean-holes’ because your mom told you not to:

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[korruptbrekker]

'Piece of Cake,' They Said

Challenge: #Weekend Game — Write for 15 minutes based off of the prompt given — by @creativepromptsforwriting

Rated T — Tags: Modern AU, Baking, rated T for languge — Word Count: 1,252  — [AO3]

Prompt: 740 — “You're a mess.” “Thank you for the lovely compliment.”

The goal was to make a cake. That was the goal.

Instead, Wolfgang found himself in a kitchen that looked like it had been run through by a tornado, his clothes decorated like he'd been in a food fight for the past half hour. There were egg shells littered by the trash can from where he'd missed tossing them across the kitchen, there was flour and sugar all over his apron, he was 90% sure there was batter in his hair, and he hadn't even started making the frosting yet.

All he'd wanted to do was make a cake. The internet told him it was easy—a piece of cake, even—but now he was here, standing in a mess of ingredients and whatever else managed to get into the kitchen while he was baking, and there was still no cake.

Well, there was a cake, it was just in the oven. And he was really really hoping that it would turn out well. Because he did not want to have to make another one, and get a talking to from Sebi about destroying the kitchen because he didn't have time to clean up. Again.

But he couldn't worry about that right now, because he had to make the frosting. And so he put the cake out of his mind, hoping that he really did remember pressing the timer and not just remembered the thought of 'I should press the timer', and gathered the ingredients to make some buttercream frosting.

Dmitri was a baker, and so was Ludwig surprisingly, so thankfully with the two of them there had been enough incentive to purchase a stand mixer. Wolfgang was many things, but muscled was not one of them. He prided himself on being a twink and as a twink there would be no way that he would actually be able to make frosting by hand. (Nevermind all the strong twinks out there. They did exist, and he was not one of them.)

He would clean up later, because he always did, and so for now he just kind of made space on the counter by shoving things to the side. He glanced at his computer, which like him, was covered in baking ingredients, and shifted over to the frosting recipe that he'd pulled up. He muttered the ingredients and their measurements underneath his breath as he went and retrieved them all, and started to make the frosting hoping things would be a little bit cleaner.

Once he fell into a groove again, it was easy to remember why he enjoyed baking so much. Sure, he was a mess and his creations didn't always turn out well, but the act of baking was just so pleasant that he could never fully stop. Even if the food that he made was inedible, at least he had fun making it in the first place.

Which was why he was less surprised than one would expect him to be when he smelled something burning.

He was letting the stand mixer do its thing, just to waiting for the frosting to arrive at the right texture, and had gone into the living room to scroll through doujins when things suddenly started to smell burnt.

He quickly rushed over to the oven, opening it and coughing as a plume of smoke poured out of the oven. Thankfully it wasn't enough to set off the fire alarm, but something was most definitely burnt and that wasn't good. He pulled the cake out of the oven and set it on the countertop, fanning the would-be cake with a towel, genuinely disappointed.

Sure, there wasn't any real occasion for making this, but he'd still wanted to share it. And he was still making frosting, or rather—he looked over at the bowl of frosting which was far too stiff due to it having been left stirring for an extensive amount of time—he had the remains of frosting.

Wolfgang sighed, turning off the stand mixer and curling into a little ball in the corner of the kitchen. Sure, there wasn't an occasion, but maybe he'd wanted to make one. And the fact that that wasn't going to happen was extremely disappointing. As much as he wanted to act like he let everything roll off his back, it just wasn't like that all the time.

Things got to him, little things got to him, and medium things like this. Or maybe it was a big thing because it was a family thing? He wasn't sure, he didn't have energy to care anymore.

And of course, someone took that exact time to walk into the kitchen. Niccolò wasn't exactly discreet with how he walked around, he was tall and conspicuous, and if that wasn't enough he was always wearing something flashy. It was why he and Wolfgang had gotten along in the beginning: they had similar fashion principles.

But unfortunately, as much as he cared about his friend and fuck-buddy, he was the last person that Wolfgang wanted to see right now.

“Wolfie, what happened here?” He asked, hands in pockets and eyes examining the mess that had been made over the course of the hour or two.

Wolfgang waved his hand. “Tried to bake, didn't succeed, how's your afternoon going.” He wasn't even sure if he was trying to keep the bitter tone from his voice, but his words came out bitter whether he wanted them to or not.

Nini laughed, a harsh grating thing that was oddly endearing if you were around it enough. “You're a mess,” he said with a fond smile, leaning against the dirty counter and looking down at Wolfgang.

Usually he'd be able to handle the ribbing, but not today. Wolfgang didn't realize how much this had meant to him until the cake had all gone to shit. And now that it was all ruined even a little ribbing was enough to ruffle his feathers. “Thank you for the lovely compliment.” He sneered, looking at his knees.

There was a pause before some shuffling and then Pags was sitting next to him, the squeak of leather breaking through the quiet of the room.

“Hey, what's wrong?”

“It's just some baking,” he said. “It's just some baking, it shouldn't mean a whole lot. I shouldn't be upset about this.” Wolfgang could feel the telltale sting of tears burning behind his eyes and curled his hands into loose fists, rubbing his face, fully aware of how childish he was coming across as.

“It doesn't seem like just some baking to me. It seems like it meant a whole lot, and if you want I can help you get this cleaned up and we can try again. I know the others will still be out for a few more hours, but if we work quick enough I'm sure we'll be able to make a cake together in time for them to come home.”

Wolfgang looked at him, incredulous.

“Really? Like seriously?”

“Yeah, seriously. I mean, what are friends for?” Niccolò smiled at him and Wolfgang smiled back, feeling just a little bit less devastated than he did moments before. “Now come on this cake won't make itself.”

Nini stood up, dusting himself off despite not having any baking ingredients on his clothes, and held out a hand to Wolfgang. He hesitated for only a moment before grabbing it and letting his friend pull him up.

The goal was to make a cake, and that's exactly what they were going to do.

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[cacophonousatrocity]

My next entry to my daily polls

#i got polls #transformers #am i a george foreman grill? #cacophonous #maccadam

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[nancypullen]

Hump Day

The mister gets up before me.  He wakes in the dark and goes downstairs where he eats breakfast and watches YouTube videos on building fences and processing photographs.  He has taken it upon himself to unload the dishwasher every morning, which makes me very happy.  Once less chore for me.   While he’s doing that I lie in bed and turn on my heating pad.  I shove it under my lower back and then play Wordle and a few other games on my phone while I do my sciatica stretches. It works. That’s usually when he comes in and without fail greets me with, “Good morning, Honeylicious!” or “Good morning, my beautiful bride!”  This, combined with the empty dishwasher, makes him my favorite person on Earth.  Mostly because I’m propped up on my pillow with bed hair, doing my old lady PT, and there’s usually a cat draped across my chest.  I’m 100% sure that I look like I should be locked up in Cloverbottom. Pretty sure this is what he sees.

After he wishes me a good morning he puts on his shoes and goes for his daily walk. He spends an hour walking all over Denton.  I get up and start my day. 

 This morning I got up, made the bed, scooped the cat litter, folded the laundry that I left in the dryer yesterday and then started a new load.  I squirted cleaner in both upstairs toilets and gave them a swirl just for kicks.  I washed my face and patted on some hyaluronic acid, then braided my crazy hair off my face. I pulled on some yoga pants and a sweatshirt and headed downstairs.  I preheated the oven to 325 and grabbed six eggs.  This is how I cook eggs for Mickey.

  He likes to have a hard boiled egg every morning with some fruit and maybe a slice of toast. Save yourself a ton of trouble and preheat your oven to 325 and pop some eggs in for 30 minutes. Once they’re cooked, plunge them into a bowl of ice water for about 10 minutes so they’ll be easy to peel.  Perfect hardboiled eggs every time.  Great way to make egg salad too. While the eggs cooked I swept the floors, put his bowl and knife from breakfast into the dishwasher, wiped out the microwave, spotted some dusty baseboards and wiped those too, took ground turkey out of the freezer for tonight’s taco bowls, and chopped up some celery and put it in an airtight container for my snacks later.  The timer dinged for the eggs so I scooped a bowl of ice and ran some water into it and plopped the eggs right in.  Setting another timer for 10 minutes gave me time to go out the back door and fill the bird bath so the song birds will hang around.  I checked on my baby Zinnias, Morning Glories, and sunflowers while I was out there and the results delighted me. We’ll have flowers! Back inside I took the eggs out of their ice bath and put them into a bowl in the frig. At this point I made myself a little snack and turned on Court TV because I like a side of murder with my meals. While eating I started jotting down my meal planning and grocery list for the coming week.  This is when the mister returned from his walk and asked something like, “What are you going to do today?”   I’d already completed 6 or 7 chores and put nearly 3,000 steps on my FitBit.  This is how men get killed.  The invisible work that maintains a household is a thankless job.  In his defense, he really just wanted to know what I had going on because he’s in demand in Denton as a photographer and is always running off to snap an event or a special spot.  Yesterday he had a meeting with the Parks and Rec people to lay the groundwork for teaching a photography class. But, that was not today’s reason for asking. He was itching to get started on the fence. The weather this week has been kind of gross.  We thought we’d get the fence up on Monday - rain.  It was supposed to clear up on Tuesday - drizzle. Surely Wednesday would offer sunshine - damp and chilly.  It only rained briefly this morning and it was more misting than raining.  When the mister came back from his walk he remarked that the wind and lack of sun made for cold hands.  Cold hands are not good for fence building, so we waited again.  But around 4:30 he declared that it had warmed up (it hadn’t) and the sun was out (it wasn’t) and we should get started on the fence.  Because I already feel guilty that I nagged him into building this fence in the first place, I agreed.  Geez. In the short time before I had to get dinner started we put up two sections.  I say “we”, but he was the one sinking posts, pounding stuff, measuring stuff, checking the level, etc.  I did a lot of holding things while he pounded them and sorting pickets by size.  I was also very handy every time he lost something...”It’s right there”...”It’s in your pocket”...”You’re standing on it”, and so on. Tomorrow’s weather should be better, and hopefully we’ll knock out the other seven sections.  Cross your fingers. As I made dinner tonight I found myself peeking at the partial fence and admiring how tidy it will make everything look back there.

Once it’s complete I can do a little landscaping in front of it, position the bird bath and the feeders, and it’ll be sweet. Tomorrow will be long, but worth it.  That’s the end of this boring post and I’m heading upstairs for a long soak. I may take a piece of chocolate with me. I’ll send a wish into the universe for a sunny day tomorrow and fewer tree roots to work around.  I’m also sending out gratitude for a husband that can do math.  I would have screwed this up already.

Until tomorrow - stay safe, stay well. XOXO,

Nancy

[angeldarkrose]

Broken Cinderella (881 words)

Nobody understands, do they? How as soon as you wake up you don’t have those few minutes of silence in your mind. Those few minutes where usually someone's mind is quiet until a bit later all memories and thoughts come back? Yeah, you don’t have those. As soon as your eyes open everything comes rushing to you. There’s no peace and quiet. There’s just overwhelming thoughts of why you could possibly be awake today. What more could this life want from you? Every single day is the same. Same activities, same feelings. It’s just everyday those feelings get stronger. But the stronger they get it seems to people like it’s so easy to pretend. Wrong, the stronger they get the harder it is to hide everything. But you manage right? But as soon as those feet of yours hit the floor everything just slaps you in the face. The memories that you have to do all the cleaning, you have to cook, and clean everyone's room while they play video games. But if you were to chill it would be your fault that nothing gets done in the house. The reminder that it’s your fault the love of your life is dead. The reminders that nobody truly cares about you. Everyone who has always said that has left. But hey, it’s okay you managed every day for the last 9 years. What more can one more day do? So, you wash your face and hope that the water will shock you awake. You throw that makeup and creative look on so that people will think you’re happy and have that perfect energy. But while you’re doing it all your mind can think of is smashing that glass mirror. Inhaling all those dangerous things around you. Hurting yourself so you can shut your goddamn mind off. But you push through. Everyone in the house never compliments it though they just ask for you to do something for them. So you dishes. Clean them all. Dishes from days ago because if you don’t do them they don’t get done. Almost like Cinderella and her clothes. After dishes you move to clean the cat area. Which yet again if you don’t do it it’s never done. After that it’s living room time. The three other people in the house just sit there and watch you do it. Throw stuff on the floor to make jokes that you missed something. That doesn’t add to the thoughts you’ve been happening the entire time. Doing dishes gave your mind the time to think about using those knives. Either to end it or return the blood to your arms and thighs. But hey you didn’t. Cleaning the room gave you time to think about running away. You’re already cleaning, why not pack? Then maybe you’ll eventually find somewhere where someone likes you. Somewhere where you’re a person. Then after cleaning you decide to make yourself something to eat. You do that and clean up after. You sit down to eat and watch a show. After that you do what you love and what you have a career for. Write. Not just stupid drabbles that nobody cares about but a book. Something you’ve been dreaming about since you were 10. But oh no. You got so caught up in yourself how selfish. You didn’t make anyone dinner. But they’re 20,19,16. They should’ve been able to but no! So the actual parent walks in sees its clean and hugs you. But thats it. Until they see the empty stove and oven. They turn to  you ask if you can make something quick or make something tomorrow. As if your efforts today weren’t enough. “Can you do this everyday but make dinner?” 

“Yea, sorry I just got busy writing.” “Of course just typing away.” They tease back not understanding that it hurts. You didn’t purposefully not make someone dinner. You got sidetracked in something you ACTUALLY  liked. Nobody knew but that entire time you were writing and watching the show you felt happy. Felt like you. But that’s not allowed here. No, you have to be the cleaner. Be the cinderella. The broken Cinderella. Finally everyone goes to bed 2 hours later. You’re in the darkness with your thoughts. You could write but that would be selfish. You could sleep but that would just bring the next day faster and you don’t want that. So the best decision is to just wallow in the thoughts. Let them overtake you. Let them tell you you’re useless even though you have to do everything. You’re left there for hours just with those thoughts till you sleep. And there’s no telling which one of the four ways it’ll be that night. Will it be where you cry yourself to sleep from the mental pain of everything. Will it be with red stripes down your body to where you can’t move at all in your sleep with hissing out in pain. Will it be staying up all night where you don’t even sleep. Or will it be where you just stare off into nothing where you just wake up the next morning not even remembering you fell asleep. Either way you’re falling asleep and waking up the same person with the same schedule. Broken cinderella.

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What is Easy Off? Easy Off is a popular oven cleaner known for its powerful formula designed to cut through tough grease and grime. It's widely used by homeowners and professional cleaners alike for its effectiveness in restoring oven interiors to a sparkling clean.

The Problem: Easy Off and Enamel Ovens While Easy Off is great for tackling stubborn stains, it can wreak havoc on enamel ovens if not used properly. Enamel, a glassy coating applied to metal surfaces, is prone to damage from harsh chemicals like those found in oven cleaners.

How Easy Off Ruined My Enamel Oven Many users have reported instances where Easy Off caused discoloration, dullness, and even corrosion of the enamel lining in their ovens. The strong chemicals in Easy Off can strip away the protective layer of enamel, leaving the underlying metal vulnerable to rust and deterioration.

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Read the Instructions: Always carefully read and follow the manufacturer's instructions on the Easy Off label. Pay special attention to any warnings or precautions regarding usage on enamel surfaces.

Test in a Small Area: Before applying Easy Off to the entire oven interior, test it in a small, inconspicuous area to ensure it doesn't cause any adverse reactions.

Use Protective Gear: Wear gloves and ensure proper ventilation when using Easy Off to minimize exposure to its chemicals.

Opt for Alternatives: If you're concerned about the effects of Easy Off on your enamel oven, consider using alternative cleaning methods such as baking soda and vinegar or specialized enamel-safe cleaners.

Seeking Solutions If you've already experienced damage to your enamel oven due to Easy Off, don't panic. There are steps you can take to mitigate the harm. Contact the manufacturer for guidance on repair or replacement options, and consider consulting a professional oven repair service for expert assistance.

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