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The phone clicks as Eddie sets it back on the cradle, the noise heavier than a phone really has any right to be. His face is blanched bone white.

"I, uh, gotta go," Eddie says.

Steve raises his eyebrows. They're both only half dressed.

"My lawyer," Eddie starts, voice cracking. "Wayne said he's on his way."

"That's fine," Steve says, refusing to match Eddie's pale face to the few facts he has. Eddie's uncle on the other line. The tremor in his gruff voice that Steve's heard in Eddie's, before. Back in March. The way the phone just wouldn't stop ringing. "We just have to get there before him, right?"

Eddie shakes his head. "He's coming to pick up the tapes."

"But—" Steve flounders. "I thought we had another week."

from chapter 16 of my fic, blinking red light♥️🎞

#brl #blinking red light #st #steddie #soft dom steve harrington #sub eddie munson #dom steve harrington #cuips writes

darkspaceboytoy

Incredibly violent take of mine but I actually don’t think you need to relate to a story in any way to enjoy it. You can enjoy a story even if you can’t point at a character and insert some aspect of your personality or identity into them. In fact I would argue the need for a character like that to be present in every single story you experience is a sign of stunted growth.

headspace-hotel

It is a peaceful and serene take, actually.

spaceboytoy

Hello bisexual community

spaceboytoy

Begin killing

tartrazeen

2886beaconstreet

ao3 asking if i want to see mature content. do i want to see birds in the sky. do i want to feel the wind in my hair and the grass under my feet

kendallroy-deactivated20210425

i literally can’t stop laughing at this

teaboot

I just got back from a work trip and it appears my brother and my son both threw up in my kitchen while I was gone

teaboot

to be clear: My brother cleaned up after himself and told me. It just stressed Ollie out so much that after he left he threw up too

femmeholograms

MILF (mutual I’d like to friend)

malelavellan

hey duck

malelavellan

youre no good duck

malelavellan

youre never gonna be shit

malelavellan

ya just like ya fatha

recoiled4

segamascott

badmiiversepost

“cigarets are like hamsters: they are fine, until you put it in your mouth and light it on fire. True”

agnesandhilda

shoutout to the woman from my high school martial arts class who liked to get me in joint locks and then joke about how I was easy to catch. you cannot comprehend how psychosexually formative that was for me

agnesandhilda

imagine, if you will, having an adolescent half-crush on someone way older than you, which is also confusingly blurred up with admiration of them as a role model. now imagine that you and that person are in a social environment where it is acceptable to (platonically, consensually) choke someone. I think I was very normal about it considering the circumstances

agnesandhilda

she would demonstrate takedowns on her husband (also in the class, and who was not a small man) before we got to try them and the first time I saw her twist him around and down onto the floor like it was easy my entire abdomen clenched

agnesandhilda

I cannot stress enough how eager this guy was to be manhandled (womanhandled?) and flipped around by his wife. he was her de facto guinea pig whenever she got to teach and I never saw him unenthusiastic about it. he'd set himself up for a joint lock fully smiling. the other adults in the class occasionally teased him about it (being so quick to let your wife put you in a submission hold tends to raise a few eyebrows), and I always kind of wanted to defend him but what would I have said? like, don't worry. I won't judge you. I also like being pinned down by your wife