Wayne coming home to find the boys viciously and LOUDLY arguing and immediately getting ready to a) throw that Harrington boy out on his ear and b) be a shoulder for Eddie to cry on.

As soon as he walks through the door the Harrington boy gestures at him and screeches "TELL HIM WHAT YOU TOLD ME", and Eddie just crumples in on himself in shame, refusing to look at anyone.

Wayne standing there listening to Steve rant about how 'he doesn't care about kids or marriage or any of that shit' and how he's going to throttle Eddie for trying to break up with him because he thinks he's trailer trash and therefore has nothing to offer Steve in the long run.

Wayne excusing himself to get ready for bed, chuckling to himself as he realises that 'that Harrington boy' is gonna be around for a long time, and he's actually good with that.

countdown to summer!! 👙🩷🔆

it’s all the rest of what i want with you

connor dewar/brandon duhaime :: 8k

Summary:

“Brandon,” Connor says with a sigh. “There’s no baby in there.”

“Not yet,” Brandon says. Connor feels his stomach twist, almost like what he would imagine a baby kicking to feel like.

in these trying times of dewvorce, may i offer you 8k of pwp inspired by @stillfertile’s wonderful art which i had. several breakdowns about 🫶 anyway please enjoy!!!

Tagged by @giddyupbuck @wikiangela @disasterbuckdiaz @monsterrae1 @loserdiaz (definitely go check their works!) Thank you loves 🥰

I now return you to angsty Buck in you're where I wanna go

She visibly relaxes, but refuses to look at him as her words hang in the air between them. “I really wish you hadn’t asked, but now you know. Satisfied, Mr. Buckley?” That- that was not at all what Buck was expecting to hear. It takes several moments for her evaluation to sink in, to get past layers of skin, nerves, muscle and bone until it’s absorbed into his cells. Had he been that obvious? So transparent that even a stranger could see through him? It’s not as if he has a choice in any of this. Confusion bleeds into irritation the more he considers his situation.  “You don’t have to understand,” he informs her curtly. “A-and you’re the one who’s been inserting yourself by approaching every one of them. Acting innocent by offering ‘the young lady a flower.’ This is my burden to bear, regardless of the misery it causes.” “But why?” She shoots him a frustrated glare. “Why shouldn’t you at least get to be with someone that you don’t have to pretend for?” Pressure builds at his temples and hot tears sting the corners of his eyes. He’s not going to do this. Not here. “Because I don’t get to have that! You want to figure me out so badly, well there. This is the position I’ve been put in and I don’t get a choice. Any chances I had of a fulfilling, ecstatic existence are gone.”  Images from another life that no longer belongs to him tick by in his brain. Dull fragments that have faded, but not nearly enough, and probably never will. Part of him hopes they don’t. He wipes away a lone tear beginning to roll down his cheek, following a well worn pathway.  Lucy’s face displays a mix of guilt and sadness. He hates how pleased that makes him. But if she’s going to pry him open, she should feel terrible about it.  “I’m sorry, Buck. You’re right. It’s not my place. I will stay out of your business from now on.” Fuck.

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"underage boundary crossing aggressive anakin and catholic guilt obi-wan??" tell me more *chin hands*

anakin: in the throes of puberty and being really weird about it

obi-wan: he can’t help it he’s just a baby i can’t tell the council cus what if they acknowledge how deranged we actually both are and take him away from me i guess i’ll have to give him an inch and then not push back in the slightest when he does exactly what i know he’s gonna do — take a mile.

i will leave what anakins interpretation of taking a mile is a secret for now <3

havent watched all stars. i am pulling heather and alejandros specific brands of possessiveness/obsession out of my ass as we speak.

Just finished plotting the last details and GOOD LORD there will be a lot of crying in this chapter. Making Grant Wilson miserable is my full-time job at this point

Been sick as a dog since Tuesday but I’m starting to finally feel better! That being said- aiming for Chapter 3 of Woman to be complete and published by Saturday (technically this!) evening and it’s well worth the wait!

Magic in Me rated T

Veth Brenatto had the perfect, loving family, living happily in their own little corner of society--until it wasn't.

The reason? Just one small problem. She didn't know how to love herself.

A mighty nein INTERACTIVE FANFICTION A story about learning self-love ~8000 words so far

Details and link on AO3

observe:

okay seeing as tumblr is looking to be the Friend Place™ again i really need to get past my many neuroses abt tumblr so I Will Post This If It Kills Me

this is gonna be a weird infodump about my brain problems just to try and trick my brain into being normal so like. feel free to ignore this lmao

i have been on tumblr for a literal decade now and this is my third main account (i think its like 7 years old now?) and i literally use it every day i just have Problems abt reblogging rip. like im Sure this started w a social anxiety thing, im constantly stressed about people Judging me for my blogs not being Perfect, like everything has to be perfectly tagged, post order Really matters like i cant have the same fandom twice in a row and there has to be a good variety of text to picture to art posts etc and its so STRESSFUL

i only managed to escape this on twitter by having a locked account and even then i stopped tweeting regularly for a few years

and then its like. i have a System of blogs and how i post and it goes- like post > sort through likes and put posts into different blogs drafts > unlike post (so i can keep track of what part of the process each post is on) > in drafts add appropriate tags to post > queue posts in appropriate order

and like! thats a whole deal! and THEN i had to go and fucking add a competionist element where i have all these sideblogs for various fandoms and i feel like i have to reblog All the posts for those fandosm (which is fucking stupid) but especially if i find a fanartist i like i have to reblog All of their art! but not all once in a row bc theyll judge me! so they sit in my likes/drafts until i build myself up to sorting it out for a while and manage to queue a whole load of posts at once in bursts til i get overwhelmed again

and a few months ago i had a meltdown bc i got so overwhelmed by my tumblr bullshit brain things and mum pointed out id gotten obsessive about doing everything Perfectly and it Wasnt Good for me (which seems like it should be obvious but hey) so i decided to take a break. but i still scroll tumblr everyday so ive still been doing the first step in my process which is to add the post to my likes so theyve been building up and up and i havent reblogged anything in months and [starts crying]

so yeah my autism has really fucked me over here. ive really shot myself in the foot. bc all of this is so fucking stupid and i know it and arghgh!!

wow you guys rlly had me going i thought chrissy was a new main what with all the gif sets

Don't understand ppl who can be in a zine. Like more power to u guys but I can't imagine my brain Ever accepting me trying to force it to write a specific thing. It rarely wants to write even what it wants to write. I have to trick it with treats and praise. Trying to do a guided writing??? No fuckin way lmfao

omg my stats are crazyyy wdym i have nearly 200,000 words, and 30,000 hits? what do you MEAN over 500 people? have bookmarked? my writing? i dont understand

ughhhh why has tiktok put me in such a want adorable small person mood, i'm never even going to have one

Our handsome boy literally looks like Daddy’s twin! I can’t believe that’s actually OUR baby 🥹💕