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[crybabyddl]

i've started to wonder if this is fun for you

to watch me fall apart

to know that you're not the only one who can hurt and have a broken heart

knowing you're not alone in pain inflicted by the ones you love

there's no other explanation for why you'd pull the brakes

you went too far to get to this point to claim it was a mistake

you knew you weren't ready, did you just want the game

getting off on not responding and when i get upset you point the blame

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disney princess collection

to know: this is a collection of fics that are inspired by disney princess movies!

post schedule tbd

lost bracelet [ summary. after finding a lost bracelet at a house party, steve keeps ahold of it in hopes someone comes looking for it. luckily for him, he notices that the pretty girl at the video store with a matching necklace. }

grumpy [ summary. you call steve your grumpy man after he comes home from a bad day at work ]

good morning kiss [ summary. after endless attempts to try and wake you up, eddie’s kisses are finally what make your eyes open up }

shy girl [ summary. steve harrington finds himself entranced with an achingly shy and quiet costumer at family video ]

rough edges [ summary. a charming bookworm finds herself tangled up with the town freak, eddie munson ]

taglist: @songbirdofthenight

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i know the idea of 'hear me out' type posts is weird non-conventional attraction but i also have a fascination for the people whos 'hear me outs' are conventionally attractive characters from the most OBSURE media. like if you were asked to name a sexy character and your first thought is the girl from a mostly forgotten 1980s canadian animated scifi musical im gonna be way more intrigued by whats going on in your brain than if you had said like. the dragon from shrek yknow.

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Your outie prefers two scoops of ice cream in a serving, but they must be the same flavor.

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yes subordinate whom i've only known for a combined 15 or so hours please spit directly into my palm and not into a conveniently located trashcan, tissue, or sink.

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refiners

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anyone else wish they would get roped into a freaky friday body swap situation just for the hope that the other person will go "oh jesus fuck how do you live like this" and instantly validate your feelings of being Strange and Built Wrong.

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these are KILLING me

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the big three: big brown eyes, an indescribable amount of horniness and a generalised anxiety disorder

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you Applied to 200 jobs and are still unemployed . hope u dont mind we Leak ur data. and no, we will Not be calling back

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The New Kids | E.M.

You start a new job with your friends and discover the grumpy line cook has a soft spot for you — line cook!eddie x fem!waitress!reader fluff

Part of the Apple of My Eye series but can be read as a standalone

warnings: some savoury (hehe food joke) language typical for kitchen staff

words: 1.7k

You stood alongside your best friends, Steve and Robin, each one of you with varying feelings about your first day of work at Benny’s Diner. 

For you, the feeling was mostly positive. Some nerves, but you were mainly excited for the new experience. 

Robin was pretty okay about it all. She was pretty happy that the three of you could goof off in a new setting. 

But Steve, he was not excited. He was just there to make money after his parents cut him off so he could continue driving you and Robin around town. Even though he probably could have found a higher paying job, he applied for Benny’s because you girls had already done so, and the three of you were a package deal. 

Benny handed you three your aprons and notepads like you were cops in a movie receiving your badges and guns, and then told you to find Jonathan if you had any questions throughout your shift. 

You all nodded in acknowledgement at his instructions—however lacklustre they were—and went about starting your work. 

At the halfway point of your shift, you were feeling ready to take on the world. 

That was a lie. 

By halfway into your shift, you had already messed up 3 different orders, spilled someone’s water all over their table, and given someone the completely wrong change when they paid for their meal. At least most people were forgiving when you told them it was your first day and you were in training, but you knew they were still upset. 

Steve and Robin were also struggling slightly with getting a hang of the job, but at least Steve could charm his way out of most complaints.

You and your friends were scrambling around the diner, and you knew it was affecting everyone around you. You’ve had to call Benny over to customers after they’ve asked for the manager, Jonathan has been asked more questions than he could count, and you’ve had to ask the kitchen staff about substitutions and remakes. 

Everyone’s been nice, but Jonathan also warned you to stay on Eddie’s good side, however small that side may be. And now the other cooks were on break, so Eddie was the only one left and you had a problem you needed to bring to the back. 

Steve also had something to ask the cooks, and you let him go first. You stood behind him nervously awaiting your turn. 

“A customer is asking if we can make the chicken noodle soup vegetarian, can we?” Steve asked, and Eddie just stared at him with a frustrated expression. 

“What the fuck do you think?” The cook asked. 

Steve seemed to have understood, but he just stood there. 

“That was a question, pretty boy! What do you think?”

“Uh, no?” Steve said, worried that Eddie would blow up even more. 

“Exactly. Now get out of my face and tell those customers they’re dumbasses.”

Steve turned around with an awkward, tight-lipped smile on his face. He passed you, rolling his eyes at Eddie’s attitude. 

“Good luck.” Your friend warned, clearly annoyed by the cook. 

God, now it was your turn. You’ve already been having a rough shift, and you knew getting yelled at by the hot, yet obviously temperamental cook was just going to make things so much worse. 

You took a deep breath, then approached the window. You weren’t really sure how to get his attention, so you just waited a short moment until he put out a dish for Jonathan to take. 

Eddie’s harsh expression softened when he saw you, but since you were trying hard not to make eye contact with the man, the change went unnoticed.

“Hey, uh, there’s a customer out there who has a dairy allergy.” You started, speaking lightly, but loud enough so he could hear you over the kitchen noise. “She wants an omelette, but she asked if she could get it with no cheese. And she asked that if you use butter for the grill, could you give it a quick wipe and just not use it for this?”

You weren’t sure how Eddie would react to a request like this, but based on what you’ve heard—and what you just saw with Steve—you were bracing yourself for an angry, sarcastic comment at the very least.

So you were somewhat taken aback when Eddie just responded with a simple “Yeah, we can do that” and a quick nod. 

“Oh, okay, that’s great.” You replied, relieved at how that went down. “I’ll go tell her that, then get the orders from the rest of the table, and I’ll be back.”

You walked away, then as you said, you came back a few minutes later with everyone’s orders. You passed them over to the kitchen, and gave Eddie a soft smile when you saw him. Just a wordless thank you for being nice a couple minutes ago. 

“Hey, we use oil, by the way.” He said right as you were about to walk away again. 

“Sorry?”

“We use oil for the grill. Just for future reference. You can tell customers if they ask again.” 

“Oh, thanks.” You said, almost a whisper. 

“No problem.”

Everyone you had met today had told you at least one thing about staying away from Eddie. They said to stay on his good side, or even to just avoid him whenever you could. You were glad you didn’t follow that advice, because he actually seemed really sweet. 

In fact, he was actually brightening your day slightly. He was being nice and patient when some others haven’t been so forgiving today. 

Later, while you were pouring some glasses of water for the family in the corner, Steve stopped and stood next to you. 

“Did you get yelled at?” He asked you. “I didn’t stay around long enough to hear.”

You shook your head, barely looking up from the cups. “No. It went fine.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Fine? What did you ask?”

“Something similar to you. About a customer’s diet thing, I guess.”

“Oh, you go to hell.” Steve joked. He walked away, over to where Robin was standing, glad you weren’t on the receiving end of Eddie’s temper, but also annoyed that he was.

You continued to go about your shift, not putting much thought into Eddie being nice to you while quite short to your friend. It was honestly hard to think about anything other than the lunch rush and how to deal with almost every table in the diner being full. 

You barely even noticed that you were almost done with your shift and other servers were about to come in and take your place. The time only clicked in your head after a customer asked how much longer you had in your shift after you mentioned to them it had been a somewhat long day. 

You checked your watch and sure enough, the day felt ready to leave because your shift was almost over. 

As you waited out the last little bit of your shift, you made sure everyone at your tables was doing okay and didn’t need anything urgently. Once you assured everything was settled, you went to the back and into the staff room where you had left your stuff this morning. 

Robin was already there when you walked in. She stood there waiting for you and Steve, her backpack on her shoulders like a child waiting to be picked up after school. 

“So what are we thinking? Do we like this job or do we have to quit and find a new one?” She asked, and you didn’t doubt that she was serious. 

“I like it.” You shrugged. “We’ll have to see how Steve feels too, but I’m not hating it so far.”

And speak of the devil, Steve walked in, looking like he had just spent the whole day doing hard labour. 

“Sounds like we might have to quit. He looks rough and it’s just been one day.” Robin half-joked.

“What? No way.” Steve decided. “One day here and I’ve already made more tips than I ever made at Scoops Ahoy!”

“From the ladies!” You taunted, laughing with Robin. 

“Yeah, the old ones.” Steve clarified. “They love me.”

You and Robin burst out into a fit of giggles. You had noticed Steve laying on the charm earlier for a table of mall-walkers, and you could affirm that he seemed completely in his element. 

“So we’re staying?” You asked once you calmed your laughter. 

“Absolutely. Best place to get money so I can keep driving you ladies around.”

“Speaking of which, I’m hungry so we should get going. You’re driving!”

The three of you gathered your stuff and opened the door to head out the staff exit of the restaurant. And guess who was leaned up against the wall by the dumpster taking a smoke break? Your new work friend, Eddie Munson. 

Steve and Robin barely acknowledged him as you all walked by, but you gave him a little wave and a polite smile. 

“Have a good night.” He told you, much to Steve and Robin’s surprise. 

“Yeah, you too.” You said with a smile. You could feel heat in your cheeks, but you weren’t entirely sure about the reason. 

When you got into Steve’s car, you were still fighting—and losing the fight against—a giddy smile gracing your lips. Steve noticed it when he sat down next to you, and Robin saw it by looking up to the rearview mirror. 

“So, it looks like you’re doing just fine with the new job.” Robin teased you. 

“Yeah, I don’t mind it.” You responded, pretending you didn’t know what she was really talking about.

“And what about the line cook over there?”

“Eddie? Yeah, we talked a little today. He’s nice.”

“That’s because he likes you.” Steve said plainly. 

You were slightly taken aback by his bluntness. You were sure that wasn’t the case. Steve was probably just joking around, trying to get under your skin, but you’d be lying if the idea didn’t flatter you. 

“Maybe he just felt bad for me or something. Or maybe you guys just haven’t given him a chance.”

Steve and Robin made eye contact in the mirror and widened their eyes, communicating in their own little language. They were wondering if you were really that oblivious, and how long it would take you to realize. 

From that moment, they started counting the days until things clicked for you.

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Today a very friendly Golden Retriever came up to me and I said "hey buddy :D" and the owner asked "do you know each other?" like his dog had a social life he didn't know about

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hey, you ever feel like you're being emotionally eaten out?

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