Suck off the hand that fingers you or how ever that saying goes.

eddie munson saying “think of me” whenever somebody says they have to go to the bathroom

when florence and the machine said "I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject" and when romeo x juliet said "a simple life with you would be paradise" and johnathan coulton said "it's okay, I like you in glasses" and everything everywhere all at once said "in another life I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you"

It is at Dusk that the most interesting things occur, for that is when simple differences fade away. I could live in everlasting Dusk.

Olga Tokarczuk, from Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead (tr. from the Polish by Antonia Lloyd-Jones)

“Perhaps that’s the whole point of prayer – to think to yourself in peace, to want nothing, to ask for nothing, but simply to sort out your own mind. That should be enough.”

— Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead

I do not know what so attracted me to him—those who say that certain souls recognize each other instantly and cling to one another inexplicably are right.

Olga Tokarczuk, The Books of Jacob, tr. Jennifer Croft

—  Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

Drive your plow over the bones of the dead by Olga Tokarczuk is basically a book about how to calculate your horoscop and it won a nobel for this

Finished Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead today and now I need more books with old women angry about the same things I am.

Not Smart Anymore

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN!Reader

Request: reader gets their wisdom teeth removed and Eddie has to watch over them.

Word Count: 964

Warnings: fluff, reader loopy and emotional from dental procedure, reader cries, established relationship, a little cheesy

AN: This was a request from @laurenandloki​ (I accidentally deleted the ask you sent I am so sorry). I hope you don’t mind that I decided to make this more gender neutral. I had a lot of fun writing this! Eddie is 1000% a dotting boyfriend, especially when you are sick or recovering from a medical procedure. I hope you all enjoy! 

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Thinking about a deaf actor Steve Harrington x sign language interpreter Eddie Munson au.

Thinking about them doing interviews together and half the time it's just Eddie rolling his eyes and signing to Steve 'This guy asks really shit questions.' 'He thinks you're hot, can I tell him we're dating?' They weren't even dating yet. A lot of the time, Eddie has to smile and sign, 'He told a bad joke, laugh.' 'Too much, it wasn't that funny.'

Thinking about Steve eventually learning how to lip read and not needing Eddie to interpret as much but still bringing him to every event because having Eddie by his side just feels right, they're best friends after all.

Seeing them together becomes such a common sight that when they're on their own, they're immediately asked where the other is. A popular picture of Eddie features him wearing a shirt that says, 'Steve's not with me. Leave me alone' and it covers magazines for weeks.

Thinking about Steve finally getting the courage to confess to Eddie while he's standing up on stage after winning an award.

They've both been too scared to say anything, scared that talking about their feelings would ruin their friendship, but standing up there on that stage, Steve decides he doesn't want to be scared anymore. He signs, 'I love you' directly to Eddie, who's sat in the front row as Steve's plus one, and Eddie laughs, cries, and signs it right back at Steve.

in desperate need of summer Eddie. Eddie in a pair of swim trunks hanging low on his waist, hair pulled into a ponytail and a pair of sunglasses on, groaning annoyedly as you rub sunscreen on him for the third time that day. Eddie in a loose tank top with the arm holes cut so low you can see his tummy and chest at the right angle, holding a beer in one hand while his other arm is snaked around your waist, laughing at a cookout with the gang. Eddie in slutty little shorts and a cropped band tee, beach towel slung over his shoulder and flip flops on his feet as he follows you to the ice cream truck after a day at the pool. Eddie in a cozy sweatshirt and shorts on a cool summer evening, sticky marshmallow on his lips as you make s’mores together around a fire. I just need summertime Eddie in all of his glory.

*one random night on the shores of Phthia*

Achilles: there’s just something about him, mom.

Thetis: what do you mean, child?

Achilles: something about him makes my stomach feel weird. I search for him when it’s time to play the lyre. he’s the first person I think of for anything. And, I crave to see those beautiful eyes…

Thetis: but what about the Prophecy?

Achilles: I will be with him until I can’t, mother.

Thetis: … I won’t make this easy for you. you shouldn’t entangle his poor heart with yours when you know you’re set to die. It’s written among the fates.

Achilles: and yet, there’s something about this boy that makes me think he’ll follow me, just as I’ll do to him.

*author cries in Patroclus’ death*

silly silly silly