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whats the worst fruit everyone please sound off
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listening to picture to burn and pretending my boyfriend jake seresin did me dirty
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Come on, Barbie, let's go party ✨
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theyrealllesbians · 1 year
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i just think that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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i am such a sucker for soft, domestic steddie.
give me eddie waking up to the smell of bacon and coffee and pulling on one of steve’s sweaters before he wanders downstairs to find steve standing at the stove in a corroded coffin shirt and sweatpants, his glasses low on his nose as he hums something under his breath, though it turns into a chuckle as eddie wraps his arms around him and presses a kiss to steve’s cheek.
give me steve and eddie taking their government hush money and moving to the city where they get a two bedroom apartment, one for them and one for when wayne or the kids or robin and nancy come to visit, and filling it with mementos and pictures and records and cassettes and eddie’s guitars and steve’s sports memorabilia and nerdy books and action movies and a cat that eddie calls frodo but steve calls swayze.
give me steve and eddie having to go back to the hardware store to buy more paint for their bedroom because they wasted it all on a paint war, smearing yellow all over each other until they were breathless with laughter, and staying up until 2 am to finish the last coat, then going into the kitchen to make a snack and ending up dancing in the kitchen in their paint splattered socks, and there’s no music but eddie sings every love song he can think of and steve suggests they paint the kitchen too, and they stay there until the sun starts peeking through the window.
give me steve and eddie working in the same school, steve as a guidance counselor and eddie as an english teacher, and they drive to work together each day and kiss goodbye at steve’s office, but it’s not really goodbye because eddie comes to visit steve during his planning period two hours later, and steve brings eddie a sandwich from their favorite bakery down the street at lunch and they sit in the corner of the room eating together like they’re teenagers ditching class again, and eddie picks up steve from his office at the end of the day and they walk to steve’s car with their fingers laced together.
give me steve and eddie getting married at joyce and hopper’s barn house in california, and it may not be an official wedding by any legally binding means, but hopper officiates and jonathan is on photographer duty, and joyce walks steve down the aisle and wayne walks eddie, and robin is steve’s best man and dustin is eddie’s, and all the kids end up giving speeches at some point about how much they mean to them, and will makes everyone cry when he says he never thought he’d be able to be proud of who he was until he saw steve and eddie together, and it’s just their small little family but they dance and party until the early morning, and when steve and eddie finally make it to their room they both crash into bed and fall asleep, still in their suits.
give me steve and eddie who grow old together, and they each had all these different ideas of who they’d be and where they’d end up that never came true— steve thought he’d be a businessman with six kids and a wife and a white picket fence, and eddie thought he’d be a famous rockstar who toured the world and partied until he dropped and never settled down— but what they do have is a home full of love and matching rings on their fingers, and steve coaches the high school basketball team while eddie plays small gigs at local bars, and their front door is constantly revolving from their seven kids-who-aren’t-really-kids-anymore coming to visit, and at night they get to curl up together, safe and warm and so loved.
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theyrealllesbians · 1 year
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You are sick,
And you’re married,
You might be dying…
- Moon Song by Phoebe Bridgers
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Haunted by the fact that in the miles truck dad pic he has a phone in each front pocket
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omg gorgeous pic of taylor & keleigh, don’t know who that rando is though
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shout out to my history teacher who wished the whole class a “happy taylor swift’s birthday”
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theyrealllesbians · 1 year
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I've realized recently that every time I'm asked for socials my response is sorta "oh i don't have twitter" "I'm not on Instagram much" "i uninstalled TikTok a few months ago" and this has led people into believing I'm just someone who doesn't do social media but in reality you can find me in here lets get it on cunts monday through shawty like a melody sunday, 9am to 12am, posting blorbo.
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it may sound dramatic but all i want rn is a jegulus fic that takes place at a fashion week
by all means, if this exists please give me recs
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early mornings <3
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Important question. What are your top 3 fruits
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