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I feel so old when I see the answers to most of the polls (I'm 43) 🤣 Can we do a poll just about voters age?
😂💖💖 ikr, i've never felt more ancient and crumbling than when people tag songs from my childhood as old classics 😅
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My Fellow Knitters, Here's A Must-Make! Marching Through the Looking Glass Wrap by Jessie Rayot - FREE Pattern: 👉 https://buff.ly/3dWQMSf
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chapter fifty-three of BETTER BY YOU, BETTER THAN ME
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November 1983. Between unpaid bills, the supposedly straight jock he’s seeing, and letters from his convict dad, seventeen year old Eddie Munson’s got enough to worry about. But when Will Byers goes missing, it sparks a chain of events that will show there are more depths to Hawkins — and to certain people in it, like infamous Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington — than he realises.
/ or, the excessively long slow-burn in which Eddie is involved in the Upside Down from the very beginning.
chapter fifty-three summary:
“Thanks, man,” Steve says, puffing out smoke, handing the lighter back. The distance between them is studied, careful. They both know what happens when they cross it.
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When the team's heavy hitter gets whumped and all the others -- weaker, younger, less experienced, no matter -- are all totally ready and willing to throw down for the one who always protects them
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✨ Please reblog the polls to make them reach out to as many people as possible, but KEEP IT SPOILER-FREE to make people listen to the music with an open mind 💖 Artists and titles will be revealed after the poll's conclusion, check the original post for an update! ✨
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✨ Please reblog the polls to make them reach out to as many people as possible, but KEEP IT SPOILER-FREE to make people listen to the music with an open mind 💖 Artists and titles will be revealed after the poll's conclusion, check the original post for an update! ✨
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you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?
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Knocking Me Out With Those American Thighs
For @astrangersummer prompt 'short shorts'
Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (pre-relationship)
Rating: Teen (swearing)
W/C - 848
Tags: Post Season 4 Volume 2, Eddie Munson Lives, Eddie Munson has a crush on Steve Harrington, flirting, Steve Harrington wears short shorts, summer, pool party, sun bathing, water balloons, Steve Harrington's thighs, Eddie Munson is suffering
Summary: Steve sunbathes in the tiniest shorts Hawkins has ever seen. Eddie tries and fails to keep his cool.
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Eddie was suffering.
Not just from the heat of the midday sun baking him alive, or from the way his hair was practically glued to his sweat-slick neck.
No, the worst of his suffering was caused by Steve Harrington’s thighs.
They were going to kill him.
Eddie couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t, he just had to keep glancing over at where the other boy was lying in the grass, skin bare except for the tiniest pair of shorts Eddie had ever seen. They barely covered the top half of his thighs for fuck’s sake, what was even the point in them…
The guy’s naked chest and torso had already done a number on Eddie. But when Steve had laid down, stretched out to sunbathe in his backyard, those already-skimpy shorts had ridden up even higher, revealing a slightly paler strip of skin stretched tight over lean muscle and Eddie had had to sit on his damn hands to stop himself from reaching out and just touching…
A water balloon smacked into the side of Eddie’s face, momentarily dragging his attention away from Steve’s hairy thighs.
Luckily for Dustin, who was standing with his hands on his hips nearby and rolling his eyes at Eddie, the balloon hadn’t burst. If it had, Eddie might’ve strangled the kid himself.
“Hey, we said no water balloons near us!” Robin grumbled, sitting up to glare at the kid.
“I called your name three times,” Dustin complained to Eddie. “Not my fault you were too busy staring at Steve.”
Eddie’s eyes darted sideways, sensing movement from Steve. The boy cracked open an eye to give Eddie a brief glance, then closed it again, the tiniest smirk spreading across his face.
“I was not, you little shrimp,” Eddie snapped. “Now what do you want?”
“Come throw the rings into the pool for me? Lucas and Mike keep grabbing them before I can reach them, and I want to try and dive for them.”
Eddie snorted. “What are you, a fucking dolphin?”
“Language,” Steve mumbled lazily, not opening his eyes.
“Apologies, my liege, I’ll try to keep my language appropriate around your little charges.”
“Thank you.”
Eddie stood, wincing a little as he reached up to touch his rapidly reddening shoulders. Unlike Steve, he wasn’t gifted with a natural golden glow to his skin. He was pasty, usually sheet-white.
And now, he was steadily burning to a crisp.
Grumbling under his breath, Eddie stole one last look at the prone Steve, let his eyes run over his form for as long as he thought he could get away with. He could wax poetry about his thighs, about his torso, about the moles dotting his chest and stomach like constellations…
“Eddie?”
Fuck.
“Yeah, Steve?” His response came out as almost a squeak.
“You’re burnt. Once you’re finished entertaining Dustin, come back and get some sunblock on, I’ll help with your shoulders.”
Eddie swallowed thickly. Because that meant Steve would have his hands on him, all sun-warm as he spread sunblock across Eddie’s sensitive skin…
Steve opened his eyes then, rolling over to face Eddie and propping his head up on his hand with his elbow bent.
“And then after that, you can do my back.”
He fucking winked.
Eddie backpeddled, nodding quickly then turning around and doing his best to not trip over his feet as he scrambled after Dustin.
“Dude, you’re the least subtle person I’ve ever seen,” Dustin whispered to him as they walked towards the pool.
“Shut up.”
Eddie threw the rings half-heartedly into the pool, Dustin diving for them in a…not so impressive display of athleticism, but he would emerge eventually and toss the colourful rings back at Eddie, the other kids watching on.
As it tended to do, Eddie’s attention drifted back to Steve.
He was up now, chasing Robin around in the grass with the still-intact water balloon in hand. Robin was shrieking and trying to slap at him with her book, sunglasses flying from her hair. Steve hurled the water balloon, but it slapped against Robin’s back and plopped to the ground without breaking again.
Lightning quick, Robin picked it up and threw it hard back at Steve.
It smacked onto Steve’s chest and burst.
Eddie’s wide eyes drifted down.
Steve’s tiny shorts were now soaked, Robin doubled over with laughter as the water trickled down his torso and collected at the waistband.
Eddie’s gaze followed the path of water through Steve’s chest hair, down the soft planes of his stomach and small swell of his abdominal muscles, tracking past the healing scars on his sides…
When he looked up again, Steve’s eyes were on him.
Just as Eddie was trying to craft an excuse as to why he was openly ogling the guy again, Steve swiped the bottle of sunblock from the grass, holding it up with a little wiggle to Eddie, a slow grin spreading across his face.
Eddie dropped Dustin’s rings into the water without looking, ignoring the kid’s protests, and strode towards Steve.
The other boy’s smile spread wider, his eyes twinkling.
Eddie was fucked.
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Writing Tips Master Post
Character writing/development:
Character Arcs
Making Character Profiles
Character Development
Comic Relief Arc
Internal Conflict
Creating Distinct Characters
Suicidal Urges/Martyr Complex
Creating Likeable Characters
Writing Strong Female Characters
Writing POC Characters
Character Voices
Plot devices/development:
Intrigue in Storytelling
Enemies to Lovers
Alternatives to Killing Characters
Worldbuilding
Misdirection
Consider Before Killing Characters
Foreshadowing
Narrative:
Emphasising the Stakes
Avoid Info-Dumping
Writing Without Dialogue
1st vs. 2nd vs. 3rd Perspective
Fight Scenes (More)
Transitions
Pacing
Book writing:
Connected vs. Stand-Alone Series
A & B Stories
Miscellaneous:
Overcoming Writer's Block
1000 Follower Special
Writing Fantasy
Character Ask Game
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Nurse giving me report on a patient: and by the way so you’re not caught off guard, he has a tattoo that says “confident fag” on his chest
Me, a confident dyke: haha nice
The nurse: what?
Me: sorry I’m also gay and think that tattoo rules
The nurse: ????????
Me:
Me remembering I don’t hear so good: what did you say the tattoo was?
The nurse: a confederate flag
Me: OH NO WAIT OOPS
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I am fucking dying
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Writers, do you use Notion for plotting and planning? If you use any templates let me know - I’ve been looking and looking and some seem cool but… I just don’t know. And I don’t mind paying for the perfect one. Would be interested to know what other people are using. I’m a notion novice and not really up to creating anything from scratch.
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For the time travel/time loop fic recs: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54162271/chapters/137139502
It’s a WIP so hopefully that’s okay, but it is a universe/time jumping AU that is SOOOO good. @thisapplepielife never misses!
All Across The Universe by thisapplepielife
@thisapplepielifeepielife
Rating: Explicit
77,898 words, 8/16 chapters
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Tags: Post-Season/Series 04, Post-Stranger Things 4 Vol. 2, Canon Divergence, Steve Harrington-centric, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Eddie Munson Lives, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Tripping through history, Using real History but fictitiously, Tripping Through Time, Temporary Character Death, Canon-Typical Violence, Wishes, Time Travel Fix-It, Time Travel, Time slip, Blundering Through History, Time Keeps On Slipping Slipping Slipping Into The Future, Or Into The Past, Time Isn't Picky, Historical References, Historical Inaccuracy, Platonic Soulmates Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Gareth & Eddie Munson Are Best Friends, Minor Canonical Character(s), Revolving Door of Characters, Mixed Media
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Steve Harrington knows this world isn't permanent. They never are. He blinks into existence, brand new and disoriented. He might not know where he is, or when, but he knows he's searching for something, for someone, as he's called on and on, all across the universe. He always finds him. Eddie.
Thanks for the rec!
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Boring personal shit: weight loss surgery, rambling and long.
I don’t know if I've mentioned it here before or not, but I’ve been accepted for weight loss surgery. The process kicked off in Nov 22, and so far I've hardly progressed, but that's to be expected, it's very slow and you have to see so many different specialists. The frustration is that there is no clear list of who you have to see, and no one to contact. Don't call us, we'll call you kind of deal.
I had an appointment with the bariatric endocrinologist scheduled for January and it was cancelled the week before. And I've been waiting and waiting, and then in the end I got cheeky and I emailed the only person in the bariatric team that I had contact details for, the bariatric dietician. It was actually her that got that appointment booked in the first place. It's not in her remit so I didn't really expect anything but god bless her she replied and chased it up and 2 days later I get a notification to say I've got an appointment for the 8th May!
I'm hoping that I don't need to have many more of the specialist appointments. Over the last year I've actually had unconnected appointents with the respsiratory and cardialogy departments, and I'm hoping any of the tests I had there will be sufficient. But we'll see.
Apparently every surgeon, and every hospital or PCT over here, has their own criteria for specialists you need to see - the standard is dietitican, cardoliogist, respiratory, endicronolgy, but it does seem to change from hospital to hospital. I'm pretty sure I will need to see the psychologist because of the good old bipolar and anxiety, but I'm not too concerned as it's been very well managed for several years.
Only after you have seen all of these specialists, and they sign you off as ok for surgery, can you join the surgeons own waiting list. At the time I spoke to the bariatric nurse (a very unpleasant woman who spent 20 minutes telling me how awful everything was in what I assume was an attempt to weed out time wasters) I was told his list was around 8 months, but that was a year ago. But it is what it is, and I can't afford to pay to do it privately so.
As frustrating as all of the waiting has been, I think it has at least given me time to really process it and be more confident in my decision. It enrages me when people say it's the easy way out, you have absolutely no idea what a massive deal this is. It doesn't stop at the surgery, the impact of the surgery is felt for life; it's a tool, not a solution. The NHS isn't paying thousands of pounds for people to have this surgery just because they're too lazy to eat salad and go for a run. For thousands, obesity is a disease and not something that can be overcome by dieting alone. I've been stressed and continually questioning whether I want to do this, but I do think I'm at the other side where the benefits outweigh the risks.
I've never been thin. Never. I can't even imagine being able to buy clothes that didn't come from a plus size store. To buy shoes and clothes because you like them, not because they're the only ones that fit.
It's scary shit all of it. I'm neck deep in online communities getting as much information as possible, and every day I read something else that makes me think 'am I making the right decision?' but I think I am.
If anyone read all that - fucking kudos to you! 😂
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