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        phantomemes:
startersΒ  /Β  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,Β  between you and these bonesΒ .Β  feel free to change pronounsΒ  /Β  tenses as necessary .
β€˜Β  the problem is you keep trying to use your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  how i soften when you pull me against youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are teaching me to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you perhaps will become my swan songΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it is a very human thing to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are my good daysΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i have been loved dearlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i promise you will not always be this warΒ  ’
β€˜Β  thank god for the stubbornness of organsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it takes me seven days to stop being in love with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another dayΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another mercyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  perhaps i will take up dancing againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  what a pretty little disaster you will beΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am terrified for youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will fold inside of myselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today i am thankfulΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i didn’t want to sleep because i didn’t want to wakeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  come and get meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i tell myself i do not need youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i think i broke again last nightΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i’m just trying to connect with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  burn the house down in search of yourselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  don’t you dare ever stop lookingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i struggle not to feel guiltyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are a wildΒ  ,Β  unkempt thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find that you are made of russian nesting dollsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the trees are always kindest with spring comesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  teach yourself the hymns againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  he is every amen i have ever laid down on lipsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  this life is an altarΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am sorry i do not have more timeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a mountain in meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  by the morning i am a triumphΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are words playing hooky in the back of your throatΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come acrossΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are many things that will fit beneath your skinΒ  ’
β€˜Β  forgiveness does not take up much roomΒ  ’
β€˜Β  some days you will breathe and it will be enoughΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you do not have to hold it quite so tightlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a prayer in meΒ  ,Β  stillΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you scare me a littleΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you can be a good thing and not a whole thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are flowers in my chest againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the rain comes and sounds like youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i cannot tell you why i still trust godΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find peace and build a home out of itΒ  ’

β€˜Β  there is never an endΒ  ’
: phantomemes:
startersΒ  /Β  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,Β  between you and these bonesΒ .Β  feel free to change pronounsΒ  /Β  tenses as necessary .
β€˜Β  the problem is you keep trying to use your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  how i soften when you pull me against youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are teaching me to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you perhaps will become my swan songΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it is a very human thing to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are my good daysΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i have been loved dearlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i promise you will not always be this warΒ  ’
β€˜Β  thank god for the stubbornness of organsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it takes me seven days to stop being in love with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another dayΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another mercyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  perhaps i will take up dancing againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  what a pretty little disaster you will beΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am terrified for youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will fold inside of myselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today i am thankfulΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i didn’t want to sleep because i didn’t want to wakeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  come and get meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i tell myself i do not need youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i think i broke again last nightΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i’m just trying to connect with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  burn the house down in search of yourselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  don’t you dare ever stop lookingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i struggle not to feel guiltyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are a wildΒ  ,Β  unkempt thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find that you are made of russian nesting dollsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the trees are always kindest with spring comesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  teach yourself the hymns againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  he is every amen i have ever laid down on lipsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  this life is an altarΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am sorry i do not have more timeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a mountain in meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  by the morning i am a triumphΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are words playing hooky in the back of your throatΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come acrossΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are many things that will fit beneath your skinΒ  ’
β€˜Β  forgiveness does not take up much roomΒ  ’
β€˜Β  some days you will breathe and it will be enoughΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you do not have to hold it quite so tightlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a prayer in meΒ  ,Β  stillΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you scare me a littleΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you can be a good thing and not a whole thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are flowers in my chest againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the rain comes and sounds like youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i cannot tell you why i still trust godΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find peace and build a home out of itΒ  ’

β€˜Β  there is never an endΒ  ’

        

            
            

                
                
                    phantomemes:
startersΒ  /Β  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,Β  between you and these bonesΒ .Β  feel free to change pronounsΒ  /Β  tenses as necessary .
β€˜Β  the problem is you keep trying to use your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  how i soften when you pull me against youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are teaching me to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you perhaps will become my swan songΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it is a very human thing to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are my good daysΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i have been loved dearlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i promise you will not always be this warΒ  ’
β€˜Β  thank god for the stubbornness of organsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it takes me seven days to stop being in love with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another dayΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another mercyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  perhaps i will take up dancing againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  what a pretty little disaster you will beΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am terrified for youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will fold inside of myselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today i am thankfulΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i didn’t want to sleep because i didn’t want to wakeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  come and get meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i tell myself i do not need youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i think i broke again last nightΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i’m just trying to connect with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  burn the house down in search of yourselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  don’t you dare ever stop lookingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i struggle not to feel guiltyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are a wildΒ  ,Β  unkempt thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find that you are made of russian nesting dollsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the trees are always kindest with spring comesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  teach yourself the hymns againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  he is every amen i have ever laid down on lipsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  this life is an altarΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am sorry i do not have more timeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a mountain in meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  by the morning i am a triumphΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are words playing hooky in the back of your throatΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come acrossΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are many things that will fit beneath your skinΒ  ’
β€˜Β  forgiveness does not take up much roomΒ  ’
β€˜Β  some days you will breathe and it will be enoughΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you do not have to hold it quite so tightlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a prayer in meΒ  ,Β  stillΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you scare me a littleΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you can be a good thing and not a whole thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are flowers in my chest againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the rain comes and sounds like youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i cannot tell you why i still trust godΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find peace and build a home out of itΒ  ’

β€˜Β  there is never an endΒ  ’
: phantomemes:
startersΒ  /Β  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,Β  between you and these bonesΒ .Β  feel free to change pronounsΒ  /Β  tenses as necessary .
β€˜Β  the problem is you keep trying to use your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  how i soften when you pull me against youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are teaching me to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you perhaps will become my swan songΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it is a very human thing to loveΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are my good daysΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i have been loved dearlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i promise you will not always be this warΒ  ’
β€˜Β  thank god for the stubbornness of organsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  it takes me seven days to stop being in love with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another dayΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there will always be another mercyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  perhaps i will take up dancing againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  what a pretty little disaster you will beΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am terrified for youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i will fold inside of myselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today i am thankfulΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i didn’t want to sleep because i didn’t want to wakeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  come and get meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i tell myself i do not need youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i think i broke again last nightΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i’m just trying to connect with youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  burn the house down in search of yourselfΒ  ’
β€˜Β  don’t you dare ever stop lookingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i struggle not to feel guiltyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you are a wildΒ  ,Β  unkempt thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find that you are made of russian nesting dollsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the trees are always kindest with spring comesΒ  ’
β€˜Β  teach yourself the hymns againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  he is every amen i have ever laid down on lipsΒ  ’
β€˜Β  this life is an altarΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i am sorry i do not have more timeΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a mountain in meΒ  ’
β€˜Β  by the morning i am a triumphΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are words playing hooky in the back of your throatΒ  ’
β€˜Β  today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come acrossΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are many things that will fit beneath your skinΒ  ’
β€˜Β  forgiveness does not take up much roomΒ  ’
β€˜Β  some days you will breathe and it will be enoughΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you do not have to hold it quite so tightlyΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there is a prayer in meΒ  ,Β  stillΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you scare me a littleΒ  ’
β€˜Β  you can be a good thing and not a whole thingΒ  ’
β€˜Β  there are flowers in my chest againΒ  ’
β€˜Β  the rain comes and sounds like youΒ  ’
β€˜Β  i cannot tell you why i still trust godΒ  ’
β€˜Β  find peace and build a home out of itΒ  ’

β€˜Β  there is never an endΒ  ’

                    
                
            

            
                
                
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startersΒ  /Β  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,Β  between you and these bonesΒ .Β  feel free to change pronounsΒ  /Β  tenses...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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        feniczoroark:

solaredarisen:

cockyroaches:

firelxdykatara:

an-ace-up-your-sleeve:

chrisflemingslegs:

mythosphere:


Victor Frankenstein: I’ve created life but I refuse to put any effort into helping that life develop. I won’t teach him, love him, or defend him even though I forced him into existence with a fully operational adult brain lol. Peace, bitch.
The Monster: Am Eloquent Baby
Boomers: He’S NOt thE ViCtIM, HE’s tHe MOnsTEr



An ironic parallel considering the idea of β€œtough love” parenting that plenty of boomers like to use. If they buy into the idea that their kids just have to toughen up and face the real world without guidance or emotional support, I’m sure it does scare them to read a story where someone who wasn’t given any support began to resent their creator and turn on them. 

it’s like that post that’s like β€˜knowledge is knowing that frankenstein is the doctor; wisdom is knowing that frankenstein is the monster’. like the whole point of the post is that frankenstein’s monster is a victim of viktor frankenstein’s own monstrosity.
mary shelley did not lose her virginity on her mother’s grave just for people to misunderstand her best known work over a century later.




Her dad is the person who started Anarchy so..


Also consider that β€œThe Sun” is a newspaper that is famous for blaming disaster on the victims/lying. See: Hillsborough disaster: feniczoroark:

solaredarisen:

cockyroaches:

firelxdykatara:

an-ace-up-your-sleeve:

chrisflemingslegs:

mythosphere:


Victor Frankenstein: I’ve created life but I refuse to put any effort into helping that life develop. I won’t teach him, love him, or defend him even though I forced him into existence with a fully operational adult brain lol. Peace, bitch.
The Monster: Am Eloquent Baby
Boomers: He’S NOt thE ViCtIM, HE’s tHe MOnsTEr



An ironic parallel considering the idea of β€œtough love” parenting that plenty of boomers like to use. If they buy into the idea that their kids just have to toughen up and face the real world without guidance or emotional support, I’m sure it does scare them to read a story where someone who wasn’t given any support began to resent their creator and turn on them. 

it’s like that post that’s like β€˜knowledge is knowing that frankenstein is the doctor; wisdom is knowing that frankenstein is the monster’. like the whole point of the post is that frankenstein’s monster is a victim of viktor frankenstein’s own monstrosity.
mary shelley did not lose her virginity on her mother’s grave just for people to misunderstand her best known work over a century later.




Her dad is the person who started Anarchy so..


Also consider that β€œThe Sun” is a newspaper that is famous for blaming disaster on the victims/lying. See: Hillsborough disaster
        

            
            

                
                
                    feniczoroark:

solaredarisen:

cockyroaches:

firelxdykatara:

an-ace-up-your-sleeve:

chrisflemingslegs:

mythosphere:


Victor Frankenstein: I’ve created life but I refuse to put any effort into helping that life develop. I won’t teach him, love him, or defend him even though I forced him into existence with a fully operational adult brain lol. Peace, bitch.
The Monster: Am Eloquent Baby
Boomers: He’S NOt thE ViCtIM, HE’s tHe MOnsTEr



An ironic parallel considering the idea of β€œtough love” parenting that plenty of boomers like to use. If they buy into the idea that their kids just have to toughen up and face the real world without guidance or emotional support, I’m sure it does scare them to read a story where someone who wasn’t given any support began to resent their creator and turn on them. 

it’s like that post that’s like β€˜knowledge is knowing that frankenstein is the doctor; wisdom is knowing that frankenstein is the monster’. like the whole point of the post is that frankenstein’s monster is a victim of viktor frankenstein’s own monstrosity.
mary shelley did not lose her virginity on her mother’s grave just for people to misunderstand her best known work over a century later.




Her dad is the person who started Anarchy so..


Also consider that β€œThe Sun” is a newspaper that is famous for blaming disaster on the victims/lying. See: Hillsborough disaster: feniczoroark:

solaredarisen:

cockyroaches:

firelxdykatara:

an-ace-up-your-sleeve:

chrisflemingslegs:

mythosphere:


Victor Frankenstein: I’ve created life but I refuse to put any effort into helping that life develop. I won’t teach him, love him, or defend him even though I forced him into existence with a fully operational adult brain lol. Peace, bitch.
The Monster: Am Eloquent Baby
Boomers: He’S NOt thE ViCtIM, HE’s tHe MOnsTEr



An ironic parallel considering the idea of β€œtough love” parenting that plenty of boomers like to use. If they buy into the idea that their kids just have to toughen up and face the real world without guidance or emotional support, I’m sure it does scare them to read a story where someone who wasn’t given any support began to resent their creator and turn on them. 

it’s like that post that’s like β€˜knowledge is knowing that frankenstein is the doctor; wisdom is knowing that frankenstein is the monster’. like the whole point of the post is that frankenstein’s monster is a victim of viktor frankenstein’s own monstrosity.
mary shelley did not lose her virginity on her mother’s grave just for people to misunderstand her best known work over a century later.




Her dad is the person who started Anarchy so..


Also consider that β€œThe Sun” is a newspaper that is famous for blaming disaster on the victims/lying. See: Hillsborough disaster
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        reddie-fucked-me-up:

Art by the beautiful @koryandr, who listened to my idea in our Reddie Discord Server, blessed my fucking seeing globes with THIS beautiful sketch, and inspired me to write a little more <3The news broke overnight: Old tweets expose comedian Richie Tozier as homophobe.There was a huge β€œ#CancelRichieTozier” party, of course. When isn’t there? A small handful of celebrities sounded off about their disapproval, a bunch of old haters flooded his comment sections of every social media account, and even a few fans spoke out, condemning him for it and shaming themselves for not β€œknowing something was up with him”.If you asked Richie, the only thing they should be shaming themselves for was telling a cock sucker he was homophobic for joking about other cock suckers on the internet five years ago, but hey. Who was he to judge?Now, normally Richie would have loved to jump on the scandal. Hell, he’d probably be right there along with his haters, insisting he have the most Extraβ„’ of cancellation parties. Unfortunately though, he happened to be sleeping when the β€œreceipts” surfaced. It wasn’t until he awoke, bleary eyed and exhausted, that he knew anything was amissβ€” the sheer amount of notifications on his phone being enough to scare anyone.Especially the five missed calls from his agent.β€œOh fuck me,” He groaned, falling back against the pillows once more. Eddie was right there, pushing back into his space and nuzzling his face into Richie’s shoulder in a lazy attempt to block out the light.If Richie took a moment or two to stare before turning his attention once more to the shit storm on his phone, who could blame him?He scrolled through notification after notification, mind still rather numb from the early morning, but smiling nonetheless. I mean, how could he not, this shit was hilarious! Sure, he probably should’ve been calling his agent back, but instead he raised his phone in the air, snapping a quick shot of him and his fiancΓ© to sent to their friends.It was maybe the best picture he’d ever taken.Growing up in a town as close-minded as Derry, Richie and Eddie were just a couple of the many who were raised to believe being gay was wrong. Richie grew up desperate to believe he was anything else (well, technically he was bisexual, but that was besides the point), and Eddie grew up believing he was inherently dirty.Eventually, they found a home in each other, but it had taken some time. They didn’t know how to allow themselves to be intimate, and there were a lot of stumbles. Just as there always is with your first love. Except, that β€œfirst love” was going to be their only love. Richie had made it official weeks ago. He liked it, and he finally, finally put a ring on it. He just… hadn’t gone public with it yet.Eddie didn’t mind. They were both still far more uncomfortable with public displays of affection than they’d care to admit. You could be run out of an arcade is someone thought you were so much as flirting with a guy. That kind of hardwiring took time to change.Well… looking at this photoβ€” at the way their bodies could just exist togetherβ€” Richie started to wonder if his hardwire wasn’t glitching. He just couldn’t get the math to work. Why would this ever be something he didn’t want to share? The way Eddie could just close his eyes and mold himself against Richie’s entire body, trusting him with this… this precious thing he was. This thing that probably should’ve belonged to someone more deserving, but he gave to Richie.With one last tired smile at the photo, Richie decided to do what he does best:Not think.It was a little difficult typing with one shoulder pinned under Eddie, but he managed fine enough, typing his official response to all the drama.β€œWow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier news. My fiancΓ© here was a fan. I hope he doesn’t take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe”: Trashmouth
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 Trashmouth Wow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier
 news. My fiance here was a fan. I hope he doesn't
 take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe
 BevvieMarshHoly Shit, Rich
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reddie-fucked-me-up:

Art by the beautiful @koryandr, who listened to my idea in our Reddie Discord Server, blessed my fucking seeing globes with THIS beautiful sketch, and inspired me to write a little more <3The news broke overnight: Old tweets expose comedian Richie Tozier as homophobe.There was a huge β€œ#CancelRichieTozier” party, of course. When isn’t there? A small handful of celebrities sounded off about their disapproval, a bunch of old haters flooded his comment sections of every social media account, and even a few fans spoke out, condemning him for it and shaming themselves for not β€œknowing something was up with him”.If you asked Richie, the only thing they should be shaming themselves for was telling a cock sucker he was homophobic for joking about other cock suckers on the internet five years ago, but hey. Who was he to judge?Now, normally Richie would have loved to jump on the scandal. Hell, he’d probably be right there along with his haters, insisting he have the most Extraβ„’ of cancellation parties. Unfortunately though, he happened to be sleeping when the β€œreceipts” surfaced. It wasn’t until he awoke, bleary eyed and exhausted, that he knew anything was amissβ€” the sheer amount of notifications on his phone being enough to scare anyone.Especially the five missed calls from his agent.β€œOh fuck me,” He groaned, falling back against the pillows once more. Eddie was right there, pushing back into his space and nuzzling his face into Richie’s shoulder in a lazy attempt to block out the light.If Richie took a moment or two to stare before turning his attention once more to the shit storm on his phone, who could blame him?He scrolled through notification after notification, mind still rather numb from the early morning, but smiling nonetheless. I mean, how could he not, this shit was hilarious! Sure, he probably should’ve been calling his agent back, but instead he raised his phone in the air, snapping a quick shot of him and his fiancΓ© to sent to their friends.It was maybe the best picture he’d ever taken.Growing up in a town as close-minded as Derry, Richie and Eddie were just a couple of the many who were raised to believe being gay was wrong. Richie grew up desperate to believe he was anything else (well, technically he was bisexual, but that was besides the point), and Eddie grew up believing he was inherently dirty.Eventually, they found a home in each other, but it had taken some time. They didn’t know how to allow themselves to be intimate, and there were a lot of stumbles. Just as there always is with your first love. Except, that β€œfirst love” was going to be their only love. Richie had made it official weeks ago. He liked it, and he finally, finally put a ring on it. He just… hadn’t gone public with it yet.Eddie didn’t mind. They were both still far more uncomfortable with public displays of affection than they’d care to admit. You could be run out of an arcade is someone thought you were so much as flirting with a guy. That kind of hardwiring took time to change.Well… looking at this photoβ€” at the way their bodies could just exist togetherβ€” Richie started to wonder if his hardwire wasn’t glitching. He just couldn’t get the math to work. Why would this ever be something he didn’t want to share? The way Eddie could just close his eyes and mold himself against Richie’s entire body, trusting him with this… this precious thing he was. This thing that probably should’ve belonged to someone more deserving, but he gave to Richie.With one last tired smile at the photo, Richie decided to do what he does best:Not think.It was a little difficult typing with one shoulder pinned under Eddie, but he managed fine enough, typing his official response to all the drama.β€œWow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier news. My fiancΓ© here was a fan. I hope he doesn’t take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe”
        

            
            

                
                
                    reddie-fucked-me-up:

Art by the beautiful @koryandr, who listened to my idea in our Reddie Discord Server, blessed my fucking seeing globes with THIS beautiful sketch, and inspired me to write a little more <3The news broke overnight: Old tweets expose comedian Richie Tozier as homophobe.There was a huge β€œ#CancelRichieTozier” party, of course. When isn’t there? A small handful of celebrities sounded off about their disapproval, a bunch of old haters flooded his comment sections of every social media account, and even a few fans spoke out, condemning him for it and shaming themselves for not β€œknowing something was up with him”.If you asked Richie, the only thing they should be shaming themselves for was telling a cock sucker he was homophobic for joking about other cock suckers on the internet five years ago, but hey. Who was he to judge?Now, normally Richie would have loved to jump on the scandal. Hell, he’d probably be right there along with his haters, insisting he have the most Extraβ„’ of cancellation parties. Unfortunately though, he happened to be sleeping when the β€œreceipts” surfaced. It wasn’t until he awoke, bleary eyed and exhausted, that he knew anything was amissβ€” the sheer amount of notifications on his phone being enough to scare anyone.Especially the five missed calls from his agent.β€œOh fuck me,” He groaned, falling back against the pillows once more. Eddie was right there, pushing back into his space and nuzzling his face into Richie’s shoulder in a lazy attempt to block out the light.If Richie took a moment or two to stare before turning his attention once more to the shit storm on his phone, who could blame him?He scrolled through notification after notification, mind still rather numb from the early morning, but smiling nonetheless. I mean, how could he not, this shit was hilarious! Sure, he probably should’ve been calling his agent back, but instead he raised his phone in the air, snapping a quick shot of him and his fiancΓ© to sent to their friends.It was maybe the best picture he’d ever taken.Growing up in a town as close-minded as Derry, Richie and Eddie were just a couple of the many who were raised to believe being gay was wrong. Richie grew up desperate to believe he was anything else (well, technically he was bisexual, but that was besides the point), and Eddie grew up believing he was inherently dirty.Eventually, they found a home in each other, but it had taken some time. They didn’t know how to allow themselves to be intimate, and there were a lot of stumbles. Just as there always is with your first love. Except, that β€œfirst love” was going to be their only love. Richie had made it official weeks ago. He liked it, and he finally, finally put a ring on it. He just… hadn’t gone public with it yet.Eddie didn’t mind. They were both still far more uncomfortable with public displays of affection than they’d care to admit. You could be run out of an arcade is someone thought you were so much as flirting with a guy. That kind of hardwiring took time to change.Well… looking at this photoβ€” at the way their bodies could just exist togetherβ€” Richie started to wonder if his hardwire wasn’t glitching. He just couldn’t get the math to work. Why would this ever be something he didn’t want to share? The way Eddie could just close his eyes and mold himself against Richie’s entire body, trusting him with this… this precious thing he was. This thing that probably should’ve belonged to someone more deserving, but he gave to Richie.With one last tired smile at the photo, Richie decided to do what he does best:Not think.It was a little difficult typing with one shoulder pinned under Eddie, but he managed fine enough, typing his official response to all the drama.β€œWow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier news. My fiancΓ© here was a fan. I hope he doesn’t take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe”: Trashmouth
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 Trashmouth Wow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier
 news. My fiance here was a fan. I hope he doesn't
 take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe
 BevvieMarshHoly Shit, Rich
 SummerKid324 Plot Twist
 view all 12,243 comments
reddie-fucked-me-up:

Art by the beautiful @koryandr, who listened to my idea in our Reddie Discord Server, blessed my fucking seeing globes with THIS beautiful sketch, and inspired me to write a little more <3The news broke overnight: Old tweets expose comedian Richie Tozier as homophobe.There was a huge β€œ#CancelRichieTozier” party, of course. When isn’t there? A small handful of celebrities sounded off about their disapproval, a bunch of old haters flooded his comment sections of every social media account, and even a few fans spoke out, condemning him for it and shaming themselves for not β€œknowing something was up with him”.If you asked Richie, the only thing they should be shaming themselves for was telling a cock sucker he was homophobic for joking about other cock suckers on the internet five years ago, but hey. Who was he to judge?Now, normally Richie would have loved to jump on the scandal. Hell, he’d probably be right there along with his haters, insisting he have the most Extraβ„’ of cancellation parties. Unfortunately though, he happened to be sleeping when the β€œreceipts” surfaced. It wasn’t until he awoke, bleary eyed and exhausted, that he knew anything was amissβ€” the sheer amount of notifications on his phone being enough to scare anyone.Especially the five missed calls from his agent.β€œOh fuck me,” He groaned, falling back against the pillows once more. Eddie was right there, pushing back into his space and nuzzling his face into Richie’s shoulder in a lazy attempt to block out the light.If Richie took a moment or two to stare before turning his attention once more to the shit storm on his phone, who could blame him?He scrolled through notification after notification, mind still rather numb from the early morning, but smiling nonetheless. I mean, how could he not, this shit was hilarious! Sure, he probably should’ve been calling his agent back, but instead he raised his phone in the air, snapping a quick shot of him and his fiancΓ© to sent to their friends.It was maybe the best picture he’d ever taken.Growing up in a town as close-minded as Derry, Richie and Eddie were just a couple of the many who were raised to believe being gay was wrong. Richie grew up desperate to believe he was anything else (well, technically he was bisexual, but that was besides the point), and Eddie grew up believing he was inherently dirty.Eventually, they found a home in each other, but it had taken some time. They didn’t know how to allow themselves to be intimate, and there were a lot of stumbles. Just as there always is with your first love. Except, that β€œfirst love” was going to be their only love. Richie had made it official weeks ago. He liked it, and he finally, finally put a ring on it. He just… hadn’t gone public with it yet.Eddie didn’t mind. They were both still far more uncomfortable with public displays of affection than they’d care to admit. You could be run out of an arcade is someone thought you were so much as flirting with a guy. That kind of hardwiring took time to change.Well… looking at this photoβ€” at the way their bodies could just exist togetherβ€” Richie started to wonder if his hardwire wasn’t glitching. He just couldn’t get the math to work. Why would this ever be something he didn’t want to share? The way Eddie could just close his eyes and mold himself against Richie’s entire body, trusting him with this… this precious thing he was. This thing that probably should’ve belonged to someone more deserving, but he gave to Richie.With one last tired smile at the photo, Richie decided to do what he does best:Not think.It was a little difficult typing with one shoulder pinned under Eddie, but he managed fine enough, typing his official response to all the drama.β€œWow. Tough blow, this Richie Tozier news. My fiancΓ© here was a fan. I hope he doesn’t take it too hard #CancelRichieTozier #BlowMe”
                    
                
            

            
            
        

    

    

        
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        aethelflaedladyofmercia:

Ok like I think people are forgetting something very important about JKR.Namely, she did not make up this stuff after the fact. Back in the day, JKR was extremely open about the fact that there was tons of lore behind the scenes she could not address in the books. She couldn’t address it, btw, because it was a known fact in the publishing industry that young adult novels had to top out at like 250, maybe 300 pages because kids didn’t have the attention span for anything longer. And early HP was middle grade, which is the next age category down. She was only able to start addressing deeper lore halfway through the series because that’s how long it took to convince her publishers it wouldn’t scare readers away.(I distinctly remember another, long-established children’s fantasy author dedicating a book to JKR because the success of HP was the reason said author was able to negotiate an extra 100 pages into that novel.)In the mean time, she was in a ton of interviews. She was absolutely the most open author about her worldbuilding. If a fan asked her a question and the answer wasn’t a spoiler, she answered it every time. JKR was famous for this. She was worshipped for it practically. I remember on the early internet boards, when one fan had the chance to meet her in a Q&A we would all pile together and come up with as many questions as possible. Ask what year Beauxbatons was founded. Ask who the ghost of Hufflepuff is. Ask McGonagall’s age. Ask Lily’s maiden name. Were all the Marauders in Gryffindor? Which of Gilderoy Lockheart’s stories were stolen and which were flat out made up?We collected these interviews, we held them as canon, we altered our fanfic to accommodate what she revealed. And then, all of a sudden, that wasn’t what the fans wanted any more. When she finished HP, she said she was done, that she’d move on to other projects. No one wanted any of her non-HP stuff. No one cared. So she came back to build the Fantastic Beasts verse, with exactly the same policy about answering fans that we had welcomed back in the early 2000s.So, like, you don’t have to enjoy what she’s doing. The fan community has changed, and that’s fine. But JKR contributed a lot to the children’s fantasy genre and to the way fandom operated, and we should at least acknowledge that. 

: Only start creating a lore after
 you already finished half of the
 series and keep adding stuff a
 decade after finishing it
 Steal 90% of your deep lore from
 real life history and other authors
 to fill out your world map
 Create an entire universe with a
 bloody, theological history with
 hundreds of characters and dozens
 of devastating wars, then write a
 childrens book in it
aethelflaedladyofmercia:

Ok like I think people are forgetting something very important about JKR.Namely, she did not make up this stuff after the fact. Back in the day, JKR was extremely open about the fact that there was tons of lore behind the scenes she could not address in the books. She couldn’t address it, btw, because it was a known fact in the publishing industry that young adult novels had to top out at like 250, maybe 300 pages because kids didn’t have the attention span for anything longer. And early HP was middle grade, which is the next age category down. She was only able to start addressing deeper lore halfway through the series because that’s how long it took to convince her publishers it wouldn’t scare readers away.(I distinctly remember another, long-established children’s fantasy author dedicating a book to JKR because the success of HP was the reason said author was able to negotiate an extra 100 pages into that novel.)In the mean time, she was in a ton of interviews. She was absolutely the most open author about her worldbuilding. If a fan asked her a question and the answer wasn’t a spoiler, she answered it every time. JKR was famous for this. She was worshipped for it practically. I remember on the early internet boards, when one fan had the chance to meet her in a Q&A we would all pile together and come up with as many questions as possible. Ask what year Beauxbatons was founded. Ask who the ghost of Hufflepuff is. Ask McGonagall’s age. Ask Lily’s maiden name. Were all the Marauders in Gryffindor? Which of Gilderoy Lockheart’s stories were stolen and which were flat out made up?We collected these interviews, we held them as canon, we altered our fanfic to accommodate what she revealed. And then, all of a sudden, that wasn’t what the fans wanted any more. When she finished HP, she said she was done, that she’d move on to other projects. No one wanted any of her non-HP stuff. No one cared. So she came back to build the Fantastic Beasts verse, with exactly the same policy about answering fans that we had welcomed back in the early 2000s.So, like, you don’t have to enjoy what she’s doing. The fan community has changed, and that’s fine. But JKR contributed a lot to the children’s fantasy genre and to the way fandom operated, and we should at least acknowledge that. 


        

            
            

                
                
                    aethelflaedladyofmercia:

Ok like I think people are forgetting something very important about JKR.Namely, she did not make up this stuff after the fact. Back in the day, JKR was extremely open about the fact that there was tons of lore behind the scenes she could not address in the books. She couldn’t address it, btw, because it was a known fact in the publishing industry that young adult novels had to top out at like 250, maybe 300 pages because kids didn’t have the attention span for anything longer. And early HP was middle grade, which is the next age category down. She was only able to start addressing deeper lore halfway through the series because that’s how long it took to convince her publishers it wouldn’t scare readers away.(I distinctly remember another, long-established children’s fantasy author dedicating a book to JKR because the success of HP was the reason said author was able to negotiate an extra 100 pages into that novel.)In the mean time, she was in a ton of interviews. She was absolutely the most open author about her worldbuilding. If a fan asked her a question and the answer wasn’t a spoiler, she answered it every time. JKR was famous for this. She was worshipped for it practically. I remember on the early internet boards, when one fan had the chance to meet her in a Q&A we would all pile together and come up with as many questions as possible. Ask what year Beauxbatons was founded. Ask who the ghost of Hufflepuff is. Ask McGonagall’s age. Ask Lily’s maiden name. Were all the Marauders in Gryffindor? Which of Gilderoy Lockheart’s stories were stolen and which were flat out made up?We collected these interviews, we held them as canon, we altered our fanfic to accommodate what she revealed. And then, all of a sudden, that wasn’t what the fans wanted any more. When she finished HP, she said she was done, that she’d move on to other projects. No one wanted any of her non-HP stuff. No one cared. So she came back to build the Fantastic Beasts verse, with exactly the same policy about answering fans that we had welcomed back in the early 2000s.So, like, you don’t have to enjoy what she’s doing. The fan community has changed, and that’s fine. But JKR contributed a lot to the children’s fantasy genre and to the way fandom operated, and we should at least acknowledge that. 

: Only start creating a lore after
 you already finished half of the
 series and keep adding stuff a
 decade after finishing it
 Steal 90% of your deep lore from
 real life history and other authors
 to fill out your world map
 Create an entire universe with a
 bloody, theological history with
 hundreds of characters and dozens
 of devastating wars, then write a
 childrens book in it
aethelflaedladyofmercia:

Ok like I think people are forgetting something very important about JKR.Namely, she did not make up this stuff after the fact. Back in the day, JKR was extremely open about the fact that there was tons of lore behind the scenes she could not address in the books. She couldn’t address it, btw, because it was a known fact in the publishing industry that young adult novels had to top out at like 250, maybe 300 pages because kids didn’t have the attention span for anything longer. And early HP was middle grade, which is the next age category down. She was only able to start addressing deeper lore halfway through the series because that’s how long it took to convince her publishers it wouldn’t scare readers away.(I distinctly remember another, long-established children’s fantasy author dedicating a book to JKR because the success of HP was the reason said author was able to negotiate an extra 100 pages into that novel.)In the mean time, she was in a ton of interviews. She was absolutely the most open author about her worldbuilding. If a fan asked her a question and the answer wasn’t a spoiler, she answered it every time. JKR was famous for this. She was worshipped for it practically. I remember on the early internet boards, when one fan had the chance to meet her in a Q&A we would all pile together and come up with as many questions as possible. Ask what year Beauxbatons was founded. Ask who the ghost of Hufflepuff is. Ask McGonagall’s age. Ask Lily’s maiden name. Were all the Marauders in Gryffindor? Which of Gilderoy Lockheart’s stories were stolen and which were flat out made up?We collected these interviews, we held them as canon, we altered our fanfic to accommodate what she revealed. And then, all of a sudden, that wasn’t what the fans wanted any more. When she finished HP, she said she was done, that she’d move on to other projects. No one wanted any of her non-HP stuff. No one cared. So she came back to build the Fantastic Beasts verse, with exactly the same policy about answering fans that we had welcomed back in the early 2000s.So, like, you don’t have to enjoy what she’s doing. The fan community has changed, and that’s fine. But JKR contributed a lot to the children’s fantasy genre and to the way fandom operated, and we should at least acknowledge that. 


                    
                
            

            
                
                
aethelflaedladyofmercia:

Ok like I think people are forgetting something very important about JKR.Namely, she did not make up this stuff...

                
            
            
        

    

    

        
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