Stitchin’, Bitchin’, Queer Nerd

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Steve who likes to lean his head on Eddie's shoulder which is just the right height for his head to be tucked comfortably.

Eddie who has a stupidly large crush on Steve ever since he finally accepted that he was a good guy slowly imploding from it.

Steve searches him out, even once where they end up at a party, visiting Robin at college.

A puff of hair parts the crowd and finds Eddie before he can even look for Steve.

A head rests on Eddie's shoulder where he's leaning against the wall before any words even leave his lips.

The soft "There you are," accompanied by a sigh of relief has Eddie's heart going a mile-a-minute as the crowd pulses around them. Steve's head tucked against him, his body pressed to his side.

The girl that Eddie had been talking to raises her eyebrows but says nothing.

Gimme a drink bartender

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What if Jason crying so hard he can't breathe? What then, hm? Jason who feels his feelings so intensely that his sadness is like a gaping chasm that sucks in all the happiness and spews misery.

But then there's a patient boy. A boy with rough hands and eyes so dark they remind Jason of the night sky. And when Eddie calls him sweetheart, and tugs him close to hold, those words of love and praise echo in his chest. They mend that divide inside him just a little. Eddie doesn't shudder away from the depths or heights of how Jason feels.

Eddie soaks him in in his entirety and adores him. Like he can't see the hazards or pitfalls of loving Jason. Or maybe he does and doesn't mind the free fall into the abyss. Eddie has his own edges and thorns, loves the broken glass in Jason's heart because he's used to piecing together his own. A boy who knows suffering so intimately that he can't stand to see others bend to theirs.

For every depth of sadness Jason feels in sinking finality, he loves Eddie with just as much ferocity. Because Jason feels all his feelings like a live wire ready to catch fire. He'd burn to the ground just to make Eddie smile.

Good Omens | 2.05 The Ball

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ithink wearing a faggy outfit and listening to shitty music will solve most if not all of yr problems

Every summer I forget how much I fucking love spiders I’ve drunk one every day this week

Drinking spiders??!

You put ice cream in a glass and pour soft drink over it. It creates a thick layer of delicious foam on top of a sweet, creamy drink with ice cream in it.

And yes I did attempt to get a picture by googling “Australia spider” like a fucking moron.

I think that’s called a float in the states. Although we usually plop the icecream into the glass after the soda. Similar effect though.

We wouldn’t be able to call it that because the word is way too easy to confuse with a floater, which is a meat pie floating in a bowl of pea soup. It is every bit as delicious as a spider though. I should get some pies and pea soup.

I would like to announce that this is not a standard Australian food, it’s exclusively a South Australian one and the rest of Australia is just as appalled as the rest of the world.

It’s not our fault that the rest of Australia is incorrect about food.

#WE HAVE SPIDERS IN AOTEAROA and they serve CUNT#im gonna steal ice cream from work this weekend and make spiders with it. i will steal the fizzy from work also#i fucking hate my boss 

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“average person eats 3 spiders a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in South Australia and BADLY misinterpreted our survey question,,

maybenoots is the only one who understands

and that’s how it’s done.

Steve takes Eddie’s virginity by riding the older boy after a long session of smoking and drinking inside the metalheads cramped van.

He’d praise Eddie on how good he’s making him feel, how big his dick is and how he’s so pretty under him that it makes Eddie moan loudly, strong hands roaming and squeezing the fat of Steve’s ass as he begs to fuck Steve harder.

”I need to fuck you, Steve- please, sweetheart-”

Steve would kiss him, sloppy and wet as he whines into Eddie’s mouth when the dick inside him hits just right.

When he pulls back, breathless, he picks up the pace and finally lets Eddie buck up to meet his thrusts.

Eddie would just look up at Steve, brown eyes wide and realize he’s so in love with the gorgeous boy on top of him and he never wants to let go. Never.

stranger tweets part 9

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I do believe in the power of sitting in your car just a little longer before heading inside, lying upside down on the couch, cloud gazing well into adulthood, taking the time to learn something new, humility, recollecting your dreams, pressing something warm against your belly, small talk w strangers, odes to romance, a lit candle on your countertop while you cook, having a sense of humor about life

Many cats figure out pretty quickly that humans don't like dead mice as gifts, and then go through an extended process of trial and error trying to figure out what humans do like. Here we see Attempt# 47: Moss.

My boy used to bring me dead snakes (no venomous snakes in our area, don't worry) which made me rather upset because I love snakes and they were very good for our garden.

So whenever he brought me dead snakes, I would scold him.

And then he started bringing me *live snakes*