• hi! i’m sage. I’m glad you’re here! ao3

    fic masterlist 🩷

    que la vida vale pre-buddie | rated t | 896 words | 905 spec, eddie+pepa, grief and moving on

    “It’s hardest when the loss is so fresh, I think,” Pepa says. She offers him a small smile, a little sad. “Not that it gets easier, exactly, but less… sharp, maybe.“

    It doesn’t feel easier, Eddie thinks. Or less sharp, or anything like that. It fades into the background sometimes, but whenever he thinks of it: Shannon, gone nearly a decade now. It doesn’t feel any softer.

    Keep reading

  • my favorite thing on earth is when i google something and the ai overview tells me that the best way to find the answer is to enter my question into a search engine and browse the top results. like okay thanks for the help, i’ll try that.

  • Anonymous

    Honestly people get very aggressive in coffee shops regarding dairy. There is a local place by my house and one of the workers is very like out of hand. They must have mental issues or maybe trauma with a cow. Anytime anyone orders regular moo moo milk he tells them something along the lines of must be nice to still have hope. Like Brad why you gottta hate on the people choosing small businesses because a cow did you wrong back in 2013?

  • “must be nice to still have hope” is an insane way to respond to someone ordering regular milk in their coffee 😭 I feel like this guy is not so much cow trauma but is more like way too chronically online to the point where he’s forgotten how to interact with real human beings in a normal way

  • no because it literally rules that abby clark got dumped by her firefighter fiancé and as a rebound she dated a younger hotter firefighter who was for sure better in bed than the other guy. and then she took him to her mom’s funeral. like can you imagine how crazy the cousins group chat went when abby showed up to the wake with a 25 year old on her arm instead of the made-of-wood guy she’d been dating for the past 4 years or whatever. god.

  • on page 1 of 1212
    &.