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MOVEMENT NOTICE

hi all, i know i haven’t been around for several months due to the continuation of bad mental health and not finding happiness in eddie anymore, i have decided to add him to a multi-muse sideblog where i hope you will come and find him when i’m ready to write him again. 

eddie’s new home: @solitairc sideblog to my main @marksmanmoran where i follow back from

i’m going to keep the blog going for about a week before deleting, this is just a heads up if you’d like to continue writing together. 

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MOVEMENT NOTICE

hi all, i know i haven’t been around for several months due to the continuation of bad mental health and not finding happiness in eddie anymore, i have decided to add him to a multi-muse sideblog where i hope you will come and find him when i’m ready to write him again. 

eddie’s new home: @solitairc sideblog to my main @marksmanmoran where i follow back from

i’m going to keep the blog going for about a week before deleting, this is just a heads up if you’d like to continue writing together. 

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                                       ALAS !   did my saviour bleed?

ind. nicky { @solitairc } for netflix’s the old guard penned by beeble. 25+ sideblog to @marksmanmoran — follows back from there

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we fight for what we think is right

ind. semi-sel. Nicoló di Genova mun 25+ penned by beeble follows from marksmanmoran

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we fight for what we think is right

ind. semi-sel. Nicoló di Genova mun 25+ penned by beeble follows from marksmanmoran

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we fight for what we think is right

ind. semi-sel. Nicoló di Genova mun 25+ penned by beeble follows from marksmanmoran

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mechanic au; where eddie comes to fix your car on the roadside but leaves his battery going on his own car so now you’re both stranded on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere 

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i love not being a teenager but also sometimes people on the internet just say words and i have to look them up on urban dictionary like i’m 90

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tumb|r ate the d|sney thread, so @inhaledlies gets another

The castle is centre of the walk way, crowds of families and couples and friends all litter the street posing with the castle in the background, some wearing the classic Mickie Mouse ears and others in everyday clothing. It’s as amazing as Eddie always dreamed about. Pictures filtered his old offices of different vacation trips and although Kaspbrak Limousine Co. only catered to New York, he advertised other great things to in the States. 

A pipe dream of his was to one day branch out across west, start in Los Angeles since he had customers who often traveled between the two cities. Retire at sixty, make Joey his CCO and send him out west or hell, maybe he would take the opportunity to do it himself. 

Well! If mother could see him now! He might not have his business on this side of the twenty-first century and he might be starting his life all from scratch but at least he finally made it. He’s out of the Big Apple and in Hollywood with the stars! Not that it ever attracted him to California; there’s a certain talk in this town that he’s still learning and even Richie’s had to relearn the lingo since they fell in. 

But this! Disneyland at least hasn’t changed from what he can see. “We’re getting a picture in front of the castle, aren’t we?” Eddie asks his counterpart, nervous excited energy radiating off of him. “I mean, I’m sure you know what we should do and what we shouldn’t. I’ve just... It’s embarrassing but, I remember when it opened. Well, not the opening, I was four, but... When we were twelve or thirteen, kids talked about going here and — I just don’t believe it’s still here.” 

Now he’s feeling his age even if he appears thirty-nine. 

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mike’s ripped and bill’s whipped is all i gotta say

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Charles Xavier in denim

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                  Up until now           I had ꜱᴡᴏʀɴ to myself  That I’m content with loneliness

                      Because none of it                   Was ever worth the 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠 

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a true gay fashion icon

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Winter & Holiday Starters ❄️

Send one and I’ll write a starter based on: 

⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together ❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out 🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together 🍷– our muses wake up hungover after an office party and don’t remember what happened ✈️ – our muses go on a holiday vacation together 🎅 – one of our muses is dressed as santa and the other sits in their lap 💔 – our muses are both single on christmas 🎄 – our muses decorate for christmas 🍪 – our muses bake cookies together 🎁 – our muses exchange presents 🎤 – one of our muses tries to get the other to sing christmas carols 💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe   ⛸️ – our muses go ice skating 👼 – our muses go to church services   💲 – our muses go to the mall together to shop for presents ⭐– our muses get dressed up for a holiday party   

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trashmouthrecords​:

“Thursday? Not too busy like Friday or Saturday.” Richie suggested, then texted back fairly quickly. He knew Eddie didn’t have much going on at the moment. It was hard to start up a business or anything with no valid ID or social security number. If Myra Kaspbrak wasn’t around he could use what was in Eddie’s wallet with not much problem, probably. Richie wondered if they had the same finger prints or not. Not that it would probably come up. But it was interesting to think about. 

Richie didn’t mind Eddie living on him, he had enough money and he didn’t always spend it on himself, so it might as well be on the lost Loser. But he knew not having a purpose was driving Eddie crazy. He’d been thinking about maybe Eddie could take care of his books or something. Be his personal assistant. But Richie hadn’t mentioned it yet. He couldn’t help but think of it as insulting. Especially as Richie didn’t have a hell of a lot to manage anyway.

“I mean–” Richie got up, thinking this was a good of a time as any to show how disorganized he was and how much he could use someone like Eddie to help manage his life. He went to the dining room, which he usually wrote at and did whatever on his laptop, looking for his datebook.

“Eddie, I don’t have anything on Thursday, do I? Have you seen my calendar?”

Thursday seemed awfully soon and he’s not sure if he could possibly be ready. But it made sense, less of a crowd and what he’s learnt of living in Hollywood, the fans and paparazzi is just as bad here as they are in New York. If not worse with everyone having their own camera inside their phones. “Oh, um,” he stumbles getting up from the couch to help look for Richie’s calendar. 

“When I last checked, Thursday was clear,” he promised because he’s not going to lie that he checks Richie’s diary more than Richie at this stage. Eddie’s always liked being organised and since his name technically belongs to a dead man, his entire life generally relies on Richie and what he’s doing. If Richie has somewhere to be, Eddie will go with him and explore a city he never knew even in his own dimension. 

Moving a couple of papers around, letters and books, he finds the datebook and turned to Richie with a wide triumphant smile. “Here! And,” he opens the book to Thursday and turns it over to the other. “You’ve got a clear day.” 

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IT (1990) dir. Tommy Lee Wallace

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Incredible colorised footage from 1929 of construction workers on the Chrysler Building in New York.