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1 of 2, T, Yes we're doing TSwift titling this is Interrupted Wedding fic!

Eddie thinks it's a joke when he gets the invitation to Chrissy's wedding, but it's the only thing she's asked for in three years and fuck his entire life he's still stupid for her. He resolves to attend, but a teary midnight call from Chrissy throws him down a whole new spiral…

Chapter 2 on Monday 💘

I think the most unintentionally pretentious part of me is I genuinely forget that most people do not have a near-encyclopedic knowledge of mythology and folklore. I literally just assume most people know at least the name of every Greek god. My mom and I were watching the Banshees of Inisherin and at the start, she asked "Do you know what a banshee is?" and I was so stunned because it would never occur to me to ask that question because I would never assume the average person doesn't know what a banshee is. The average person knows what a banshee is right. You know what a banshee is right. You know the names of the greek gods right. You know that norse myth where loki fucked the horse right. Right. RIGHT

screaming, “but daddy i love him!”

end of beginning they could never make me hate you

I h8 when people say "loved ones or friends" like I don't love my friends with my entire being!!!

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Eddie referring to Chrissy as “My lady” and kissing the back of her hand.

22 and 52 for the OTP ask game!

22. What reminds each of their partner? 

I answered this once a long time ago and one of my answers still sticks with me–the long-haired male models on the covers of Harlequin romance novels remind Chrissy of Eddie. She reveals this once to him while she’s a little bit drunk and he NEVER lets her live it down. He loves striking cover poses for her at random times, and they have way too many photos of them posing like those couples (though Chrissy is a bit embarrassed about the whole thing so Eddie is diligent about keeping the reason he’s always ripping his shirt open and pretending to stare at her heaving bosom a secret inside joke just for them). 

For Eddie–I mean… cheerleader porn. Lol. But also daisies and skinned knees and dainty white sneakers and every single princess character he ever writes into a D&D campaign. 

52. Describe their weekend getaway?

Pretty low-key. I don’t think they would go away too often, mostly because they wouldn’t really have the money, at least not while they’re young. Sometimes they would go away for shows in Indianapolis or Chicago and stay in shitty motels, drinking a little more than they usually would (I think they both prefer drinking to weed, even though that seems to be a minority opinion) and just feeling free exploring together at night and talking to random people, sometimes making up ridiculous backstories for themselves with strangers (this has been used a few times in different fics and I love it everytime). I’m a big fan of Chrissy being a lil bookworm and loving the vibe of used bookstores, so I like to think every once in awhile they’ll spend weekends exploring bookstores in nearby small towns, thoroughly scouring their fantasy and romance sections. They both love each others’ favourite genres and read out loud to each other in bed a lot. Eddie is the most theatrical about it of course with all his voices, while Chrissy’s soft voice usually lulls him to sleep. 

this is the hardest any single image has ever gone

me going to bed tonight

Georges Merle - The Sorceress (1887)

MOOD!

they should really be putting chocolate chips into banana and pumpkin breads more

stop showing me ai ill fuckin kill you

They’re in love ur honor