Ghost1maloney - Ghostie

happy pride fuck the police

happy pride fuck the police

Yesterday

"are you okay" girl i am on ao3 looking for fanfiction from my comfort ship when i was 12 what do you think

no, spotify, i don't want to use ai to "turn my ideas into playlists". i already fucking do that with my brain and hands and i do it for fun. what, should i get ai to pet my cat for me? to play my silly games for me? to spend time with my beautiful wife for me? how about i rend you asunder

eddie who thinks he has a good flirty thing goin with his barista. he’s never weird and pushy or anything but there’s a vibe for sure. then he comes in one morning to see his barista /his steve/ giving the exact same treatment to another guy who looks just like him.

only, fuck, like at least 5 years younger. he watches the way steve daps him up and taps his thumb and even worse. he asks abt his family. steve never asked abt eddies family. he can’t hear the response but steve smiles and ducks his head and is he blushing?

eddie might kill himself in this goddamn hippie bullshit coffee shop. he really might. he gets up to the counter to order and steve kinda stumbles seeing him. clears his throat like he’s been caught- which is silly. eddie was obviously just imagining things and got way in over his head about something insignificant and steve is just a flirty guy, trying to be good at his job. so, he shouldn’t feel like this. he should be used to and over feeling this disappointment.

“o-oh hi eddie. that was uhm. that’s joel. a buddy from school.”

“ah. cool.” he hates how cold it sounds. he knows he has no right to be offended and steve’s brow creasing and lips quirking down only amplify the feeling.

“just the usual then?” it doesn’t sound like him. obviously guarded and eddie feels like such a fucking asshole.

“i didn’t know you went to school. but i guess that makes sense because i never asked.”

“yeah. i did. do that. school i mean. obviously.”

“so uh. what was that like?”

any anxiety he was feeling about sounding like an idiot fades from his body when steve’s whole demeanor relaxes at eddies soft tone. and eddie hates himself because he can’t stop thinking about how he wants wants wants. he wants that look only for him. he wants to make it happen every day all the time. he wants to press his thumb under his perfect cheekbone and-

“it was awful honestly. i made some good friends. gained some important knowledge. normal life lesson stuff i guess, but it was…hell, mostly. just too much pressure, i think? anyway, i’m way happier now that i’m out.”

“yeah i tried one semester in community college then dipped. def not for me.”

“that’s fair. what do you do? if you don’t mind me asking?”

“i don’t mind stevie. not at all. i bartend and play gigs on the side when i can.”

“really? that’s so cool. the bartender thing and the other thing. what do you play?”

“guitar mostly. i play for a few bands around here. lotta bar and basement shows. sometimes wedding gigs n stuff. nothing crazy. too old for all that.”

“you can’t be older than 25.” he scoffs.

“you’re such a charmer, sweetheart. i’m 31. can’t thrash around like i used to.”

and steve giggles, which is enough to get eddie trough the winter.

“you’re into a pretty heavy scene then, huh?”

“i dabble in a lot of stuff. but that’s home so yeah.”

“yeah. well i uh. here’s your tea and it was nice seeing you. as always eds.”

“yeah you too stevie. see ya.”

he’s conflicted. that was. it’s definitely not how he expected his morning to go. he’s still feeling lingering jealousy which he knows is out of jurisdiction but it’s there anyways. he’s elated that he got to talk to steve for that long.

it’s made his infatuation grow which isn’t a great thing bc its already unreasonable but steve is so pretty and he makes eddie feel so special and when he looks at him like that he can’t help but hope that it means something.

ALL 👏🏾 OF 👏🏾 THEM 👏🏾

My brain whenever I try to read peoples keyboard smashes

returning to tumblr after like 4 years bc elon is too goddamn insufferable

baby yoda this baby yoda that but where was yalls energy for baby appa hmm