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no offense but like dont go wasting your emotion, lay all your love on me 🙄

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Me reading a really good book: god this makes me wanna write

Me reading a really bad book: ugh this makes me wanna write

Me having coffee: i wanna write

Me going on a drive: i wanna write

Me doing the dishes: i wanna write

Me waking up: i wanna write

Me writing:

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#How Eddie became my favorite character with only 42 minutes of screen time

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joseph quinn via 1883magazine (+bonus):

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i will forever love the battle in the it fandom of what richie is like as a teenager. half of us think he’d be grunge and badass and super cool and stick kind of to himself, but he’d be known by everyone and has a ton of people crushing on him, plus he’d be hilarious and super flirty when he did interact with people. the other half of us knows thinks that he’d basically be the human incarnation of flamin’ hot cheetos mac and cheese

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Ahoy, Eddie!

Couldn’t get @steveshairychest ‘s fantastic idea out of my head, so… I decided to put my own spin on it!

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villain (self diagnosed)

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joseph sent that tweet confirmed!

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hi! remember when i talked about wanting to write a story where billy has a twin; willy, who is like the ✨good✨ brother?

well, i started writing it, and here is a teaser for it! if anyone’s interested in following it i’m going to continue 🌸

note; this is an alternate universe with some changes to the actual plot, and some OC’s. <3

”cop or robber?”

“cop.”

the sun of California was shining brightly on a hot, Sunday evening on the yard of the Hargrove’s yard.

billy sighed, rolling his eyes. “what a surprise.”

“well you asked me!” willy defended himself.

“whatever—! get on your side.” billy snapped.

the 8 year old twins backed to two opposite unsteadily drawn chalk lines on the asphalt.

“okay. you ready?” willy asked.

“i was born ready.” billy smirked, turning his baseball cap to the side.

“alright braggart: here i come!” willy shouted. he jumped forwards and began chasing billy, who burst out in laughter while running away from him.

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“dude, are you ready? can you open the damn door-? you don’t live here alone, you know.” billy smacked his fist to the bathroom door.

“in a second!” willy shouted back from behind the door.

“dude i am going to piss on the floor.” billy spat, and just then willy slammed the door open, flashing his brother a warm fake smile.

“all yours.” he said, bowing at his twin brother.

“you were shaving?” billy quirked a brow, looking at his brother’s face. they looked really similar, really; well, they were twins after all — but there were a few things telling them apart. billy’s hair was curly, where willy’s was more wavy rather than curly. willy had several ear piercings, billy had one. and if you ask willy, the most important thing telling them apart— wait, that’s something you probably don’t need to know.

“first day of new school,” willy said. “i don’t wanna look like a complete jackass.” he nodded at billy’s scruffy face.

“whatever, loser.” billy rolled his eyes and stomped to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

willy shook his head, tired of billy’s constant anger. of course willy knew that billy had always been angry; it was in his natural instinct, or something, to get pissed at the slightest inconveniences. but ever since their mother died, it had gotten worse. everyone has their own ways of dealing with grief, of course — but the way billy was handling it, was something willy just couldn’t get behind. so what he was doing these days, was just ignoring it. he thought that if he ignored it, it’ll just go away; billy will get tired of hating the world and the entire universe eventually. he’d always been the one for attention, and willy knew his twin; he knew that his constant anger was also him acting out, wanting to show the world just how bad he was hurting. he turned his sadness into anger, but didn’t accept help or comfort. he just wanted to bathe in his own little tub of hatred. and eventually, that’s why willy had come to the conclusion to just let it be. it was billy’s life, not willy’s; whatever stupid decisions his twin made to make his own life more miserable, wasn’t willy’s problem.

willy had made his way to his bedroom, and was currently looking at his appearance from the mirror. after a moment he sighed.

“as good as it gets,” he murmured to himself. he was wearing a black band tee, a light denim jacket and a pair of jeans.

then there was a knock on the door, which made him turn rapidly. standing by his door was max, their stepsister.

“hey,” max smiled, and as she looked at willy from head to toe, she smirked. “looking good.”

“you think?” willy asked, self-consciousness splashing through from his voice. “i hate being the new kid.”

“trust me, you can’t hate it more than me.” max mumbled.

“thats debatable.” willy said, throwing his backpack over his shoulder. “are you ready to go?”

“yeah— i was gonna ask you the same thing.” max said. “it is okay i ride with you, right?”

“are you kidding me? of course.” willy said as he started to walk towards max, and then they began walking to the front door. “i wouldn’t let you drive with billy ever. he drives like he and everyone in the car has nine lives.”

“that’s why i don’t ride with wussies.” billy appeared from the living room, biting into a green apple.

“good morning, billy.” max said to him, sarcastically.

“morning, ginger.” billy snapped. “what, you don’t wanna ride with me? i am so, so hurt.” he said, faking a pout, but his eyes stayed dead serious.

“see you at school.” willy snapped at billy, starting to make his way out. “and try not to kill anyone on your way.“

“i make no promises,” billy smirked at him, and willy rolled his eyes. max gave billy a scowl and rushed after willy.

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If Stranger Things was british

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Married Eddie is like “HAVE YOU SEEN HER??? [shows strangers a pic of Chrissy] now you have :)”

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the fact is I love him 

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you can tell a lot about a person by who their first fictional crush was. it also explains every fictional crush they’ve had since

who was yours? i’ll go first: mine was batman :x

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If you have a cat please reblog this with its name please and thank you

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link for the tweet

“Grace is a weirdo”

“She’s obsessed”

Are these people for real? Aren't they describing themselves? They're weird for concluding Grace is copying Joe’s outfit. They're the ones who are obsessed with Joe.

What's up with Twitter and its obsession with bullying and canceling people?

This is such an embarrassment for them.