I need a hug like that rn
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if i was a cat would u pspsps me
well i'm haunted by WOMAN-made horrors beyond my comprehension. #feminism
i’m curious which river is “the river” for you guys? for me it’s the rhine
The level of excitement I felt seeing this record. That’s Comic!Diego/Klaus/Vanya’s band! (not show Viktor, comic Vanya)
trying to work on your mental health is like the derry girls trying to clean up fionnula’s chip shop and accidentally setting it on fire
I have genuinely never cried at a fic as much as I did at this one. I feel fucking raw and open
I know its 3 AM and God willing no one is currently on this website looking for fic recommendations but if you are, I have GOT to recommend the most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway is that its you by greatunironic on ao3.
Steddie ship, set 16 years after s4, and truly some of the most incredible prose I have ever read. You want to think about what it means to grieve and sob your eyes out? Boy howdy is this the fic for you! You want to see your fav characters get happy lives all grown up? Well besties here it is! You want to read one of the most beautifully described sex scenes that is so delicate and light it almost completely veers away from being explicit to break your heart in a gentle way? HERE. YOU. GO. I will literally be thinking about the fic for the rest of my life. god damn. “Grief and growth live hand in hand, Steve.”
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
After seeing Steve in action around the kids Eddie starts calling Steve “mom Steve” in his head. It slips out one night when the older kids are hanging out, but thankfully only Robin hears. She ends up shooting soda out of her nose from laughing.
They end up teaming up to get Steve a mug that says “MILF” for his birthday after that.
Dystopian novels be like “there’s no music but our national anthem and this forbidden rebel song” as if all of earth really let go of ABBA music
@mantorokk how did you know? Can you see through my screen?