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every author you love has written something so terrible they screamed into a pillow. welcome to the tradition.

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All of you that don’t write fanfiction have no idea the elation we feel when we see you reading old works of ours. It’s like crack.

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I have a Bob x reader series I wanna work on, but in the meantime, if there’s a smutty or angsty or fluffy idea for Bucky or Bob that anyone would like to see, send it to my inbox I haven’t had requests open in a while but Thunderbolts brought my writing spark back!

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Happy Birthday Cinnamoroll! 🍰💙

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obsessed with this photo my friend took out of her window of just a random ass wild rat in her lemon tree. who is he

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not to sound like a whore, but can we go to an aquarium date?

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Take care of yourselves everyone 💚🏳️‍🌈

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YASSSSS YOURE BACK!! And what a hell of a way to come back!

I’m an absolute FIEND for Eddie and this was utter perfection. Also, if I don’t get a part two where they’re happy and living their dreams and Eddie is baking them sourdough, I’m gonna divorce you.

I won’t really, but I do need part 2.

This was so perfect and it needs a million more reblogs, honestly.

IT’S GONNA BE MY YEAR

“It’s gonna be my year.”

The mantra echoed in Eddie’s head, repeating itself with ever-increasing volume to the point where he didn’t even hear the obnoxious clang of the bell that signaled the end of class. 

Shaking out the monotony, he got up from his desk and slowly ambled toward his locker. Going to class was a bore, but if this was what he had to do to get out of this hellhole he was going to make it happen. The hallways were abuzz with students talking about anything and everything. Nothing that actually mattered though. He caught snippets of conversations about weekend plans, the upcoming game, marching band, and some of his D&D friends talking about their most recent epic campaign. 

Once his friends passed him, he tuned out the rest of the student body. Either none of them mattered to him, they pissed him off, or they were unattainable to him. 

Before he could even register it, some asshole in a green and white letterman jacket jammed him in the shoulder, causing his books to fall to the floor. He bent down, grimacing all the while. He was used to it by now.

“Hey, douchebag!” Eddie heard someone scream from behind him. “Does that make you feel cool, Jason?”

Eddie turned his head around to see Y/N yelling at the head of the basketball team. She wasn’t in the “nerd group” so to speak, but she wasn’t exactly popular either. Thing was, she didn’t care. He loved that about her. 

Jason slinked away without saying anything, which made a smile curl at the edge of Eddie’s lips. “Go ahead, walk away like a little bitch!”

When she bent down to help him, he met her gaze and smiled. “Thanks for that. I always love watching you call out the assholes in this place.” He hadn’t really meant for that last part to come out. Eddie the Banished wasn’t necessarily hurting for female attention, but he knew the hierarchy in this place. Who was on his level and who wasn’t. Y/N definitely wasn’t. She was ridiculously smart and effortlessly cool without fitting in with any one group. 

“Jason’s a douche. Don’t pay any attention to him.”

“I try not to,” he laughed, a warmth spreading through him when she laughed too. She handed him his math book. He hated that thing. “I don’t know if I even want this back.”

“Not your best subject?” She asked. 

He stumbled over his words as he took her in. She was wearing acid wash, a checkered red and black sweater-shirt thing that dipped just a little too low, and a little silver chain necklace that highlighted her chest. “Definitely not.” It was rare that he felt ashamed, but in her presence, admitting he could barely pass remedial math, he did. “Thanks for your help.”

“No problem,” she said softly. When he began to walk away, she called for him. “Eddie, I could help you with math if you want.” Her body swayed, a soft smile highlighting her beautiful face. 

“You sure? You’re okay being seen with Eddie “The Freak” Munson?”

She jogged up to his side and they began walking toward the west hall. “People are assholes. I don’t think you’re a freak. I’d be happy to help. We’d just have to find a place to study because my parents don’t allow anyone over.”

“I mean, I live in a trailer with my uncle. Would your parents let you come over?”

She snickered. “No, but I also don’t really tell them anything. I just go where I want and they can’t really get mad because I get good grades and they have appearances they need to maintain. Grounding their only daughter doesn’t look good. Tonight?”

“Definitely, you know where the trailer park is?” He hated saying that out loud to her. 

“Yup. How about 8?”

“Sound good.”

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Hello all,

I’ve had some major life changes and I want to write again. I wanna gain my confidence back and write a book. Publish something. It’s my dream. And I let it go for a while. Would anyone be interested in same Spencer, Eddie Munson, Loki, Cas/Sam/Dean fics again? Help me get back into the swing of things?

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I miss you all! All my lovelies and readers. I miss you guys a lot. Hopefully one day I can return to doing something I love in addition to the corporate bullshit I have to participate in to survive. I may not be here often but I think about you all the time. ❤️❤️

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i won't make it through today without naps and iced coffee, that i know fore sure 😶‍🌫️

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