I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such
Eddie stole.
Not very often, but it would happen quickly. Sometimes even he didn’t notice. It started when he was little. His dad had started him in kindergarten, practicing shoplifting and such.
When he got a little older (around nine when he started learning to hot-wire cars) he would steal bigger things; notebooks from his classmates, confiscated toys for his friends, groceries. Afterwords he would always feel a knot of guilt in his stomach. He would repeat what his dad had always told him in his head as a mantra: “take advantage of the world before it takes advantage of you.”
In the next few years he developed a set of rules for himself: don’t take from someone who needs it, don’t take from individual people, only take things you need. He’d justify taking that candy bar when his stomach hurt from hunger by reasoning it was a large company who wouldn’t miss anything. He only stole to survive.
Then he moved in with Uncle Wayne. They didn’t have a lot, but Eddie wasn’t as hungry as he used to be. Wayne tried to gently guide him through high school, teaching him new values. One time Eddie had stolen a jar of peanut butter for their lunches. Wayne came home and asked where it had come from. Eddie didn’t know what to say, no one had ever asked him where the groceries came from. It had always been strictly don’t ask don’t tell. Eddie had felt so embarrassed and ashamed that he never tried it again. That night Wayne sat him down to tell him that they were fine, they’d always have food on the table and enough for treats every now and again.
Eddie fought hard to break the habit, but he did teach himself not to pick up things, even small objects like pens or coins. It was difficult.
By the time he was redoing senior year Eddie hadn’t stole anything in a long time, didn’t even think to. That is, until he and Steve sat in the camper after stocking up on weapons. Steve had gotten a pack of gum (nervous habit) and popped a piece in his mouth. When Steve looked away, Eddie watched the other man’s jaw work as he chewed and gum and reached over subtly to take a piece from the package, wanting to know what Harrington’s mouth tasted like right then.
Mike: *sauntering in from who knows where* grass needs cut
Davy: What grass???
Micky: it’s Peter’s day
Peter: aww no! *peter drags his feet to get scissors from the counter sighing as he goes outside*
Davy: *runs to window to watch Peter trim the four blades of grass poking up in the sidewalk crack in front of their pad* WHAT GRASS?!?!
Green Day solicit donations for HIV/AIDS organization, 1994
i love you im glad you exist im so happy you’re alive
more fucking petitions because this clown car country cannot stop with the bigotry for 30 seconds
uk people it takes 5 seconds and you checking your email to verify
everyone else: rebloge please
“We love life whenever we can”
June 1982, Beirut, Lebanon — Palestinian Soldier Stroking a Kitten
Nickelodeon officially put out a video stating that Henry’s “true love” is actually Ray. It’s in the last minute and a half of the video titled “Who Was Henry’s True Love??” It was posted about 4 months ago. Check it out on YouTube! Here’s a link: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=JD5pYtHgvjQ
Happy watching! ALSO this is a discussed relationship after he’s left for Dystopia, so he is an adult by this time.
He/They, I do fic and head cannon requests for Monkees, Stranger Things, Percy Jackson, Marauders/Harry Potter, Umbrella Academy, Henry Danger, Keep off My Grass, Infernal Devices, Brokeback Mountain, and I'll try my hand at almost anything. Don't be shy! I am welcoming to all beliefs, preferences, identities, content requests, etc. as long as they are not damaging or harmful to any one or group.
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