And My Father's Love Was Nothing Next to God's Will, Amatullah Bourdon

After much careful consideration:

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Wayne coming home to find the boys viciously and LOUDLY arguing and immediately getting ready to a) throw that Harrington boy out on his ear and b) be a shoulder for Eddie to cry on.

As soon as he walks through the door the Harrington boy gestures at him and screeches "TELL HIM WHAT YOU TOLD ME", and Eddie just crumples in on himself in shame, refusing to look at anyone.

Wayne standing there listening to Steve rant about how 'he doesn't care about kids or marriage or any of that shit' and how he's going to throttle Eddie for trying to break up with him because he thinks he's trailer trash and therefore has nothing to offer Steve in the long run.

Wayne excusing himself to get ready for bed, chuckling to himself as he realises that 'that Harrington boy' is gonna be around for a long time, and he's actually good with that.

Bathtubs, Closets, and Coming Home

For the servers daily prompt today "closet"

Eddie was giggling. 

Steve’s metalhead rockstar badass boyfriend was straight up fucking giggling. 

“Look at this, Sunshine,” He crowed, practically skipping into the ensuite bathroom, “There’s a clawfoot tub. Clawfoot!” 

Steve slowly made his way over to the bathroom, and by the time he was at the doorway, Eddie was lying fully clothed in said clawfoot bathtub. His legs were crossed and his arms were spread wide in front of him, a dragon with a weird porcelain horde. 

“Can you imagine the wicked wild sex we can have in this thing?” Eddie asked in a hushed whisper, his eyebrows waggling up and down. 

“Eddie!” Steve hissed, quickly glancing around to make sure that their realtor wasn’t standing nearby. 

Luckily Sophie seemed to be occupied elsewhere, so Steve felt brave enough to creep closer, linking his fingers with Eddie’s and giving their joined hands a single soft squeeze. From the moment they had set foot in the house, Eddie had been acting like a kid at Christmas, and the last thing Steve wanted to do was ruin his mood by being a sourpuss. 

“You’re not funny,” Steve teased, throwing on a mock pout just because he knew Eddie loved to kiss that look off his face. Sure enough, Eddie immediately sat up, turning to Steve so they were nose to nose, so close that Steve could smell his shampoo. 

“That’s because I’m hilarious,” Eddie declared, quickly smacking a kiss onto Steve’s lips before hauling himself out of the tub and striding back into the master bedroom, “And this place is perfect!”

Steve is "I have a guy for that" about everything but all of his guys are half feral teenagers with untreated PTSD, a paranoid lesbian, and Nancy Wheeler

Eddie is also "I have a guy for that" about everything but all of his guys are Wayne

Disabled people get in free. He offers a free wheelchair valet so ppl who can't get their own wheelchair wet can still play in the water park.

The entire park is accessible, including the carousel which is designed for wheelchair users. There's a sensory village and playground as well.

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First Image. A fact trivia image made by unbelievable-facts.com.

A father and daughter, and a theme park entrance.

The text on the image say: "When Gordon Hartman could not find an amusement park that would accommodate his daughter with special needs, he sold his successful homebuilding business to open a 25-acre non-profit accessible theme park in Texas.

He named it Morgan's Wonderland after his daughter, and this completely wheelchair accessible park is the first and only theme park of its kind in the world."

Second Image Set.

Several photos are shown of "Morgan's Wonderland" amusement park.

In the photos there are several wheelchair users and other disabled people of different ages, at the amusement park.

The park attractions at "Morgan's Wonderland", include but are not limited to:

Each attraction at Morgans Wonderland theme park has an accommodation shown for different physical and mental disabilities.

Accommodations include - securing wheelchairs, waterproofing disability aids, having wheelchair ramps, providing assistant carers, additional handle bars, and wider spaces.

There are more than one version of each accommodation.

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Website for Morgans Wonderland: https://morganswonderland.com/

Location: San Antonio, Texas - in United States

Morgans Wonderland accepts volunteering, donations, sponsorships, and feedback to be more inclusive.

Hi!!! Gordon Hartman Foundation is a grantor of ours and let me tell you Morgan's Wonderland is amazing!!

It's part of Morgan's Inclusion Initiative which encompasses multiple accessible experiences in San Antonio including:

Morgan's Wonderland theme park

Morgan's Inspiration Island water park

Morgan's Wonderland Sports Complex

Morgan's Wonderland Camp

All of these are designed to be fully accessible to people of all ages with physical and mental disabilities. I'm bringing a group of kids to the camp in a few weeks and they offer EVERYTHING you could imagine at a summer camp including rock climbing, a rope course, ziplining, etc. all accessible for people with mobility equipment! And it's a sleep away camp!! It's amazing.

All of these parks are such an incredible feat of love.

when you're fifteen

Even as he hands over the platter of chocolate chip miracles he makes, Steve sighs. It's a full bodied affair that makes Eddie nervous on instinct. "We need to talk about Mike."

It is and isn't a surprise.

Eddie prided himself on his ability to manage a table. A forever DM, four years into a lifetime sentence, he can keep a story on track and, more importantly, keep tempers in check for hours at a time. 

He kept track of a thousand little details across notebooks, binders, and just trapped in his own brain. He knew everything about his NPCs, the world, his player’s characters, and the things that drove his players nuts. He had plans, backup plans, and vague ideas of shit he could do if things went completely and totally off the rails despite all of those plans. That was one of the things he held fast on his tongue the first time he failed senior year. Of course he didn’t pass. He’d taken on the mantle of Dungeon Master. He had to put together a story that took into account: Jeff’s high stakes backstory with the missing mother and bounty on his head, Gareth’s need to flirt with anything age appropriate that had a pulse, and Joey’s tactical mind when it comes to battle. Wasn’t it enough that he was going to class, he had to do shit at home about it too?

He didn’t like saying it. He liked to bitch about it a lot, actually. Eddie wasn’t really sure what he’d do with himself if he wasn’t The DM. It was like a core part of his identity.

It made the current situation he was in more world rocking than he really wanted to deal with.

He liked to think, if he couldn’t feel the remaining muscles in his side screaming in agony because he was sitting wrong -- or for too long or both -- and if his lower back wasn’t seizing and spasming for the same or maybe a brand new reason it had decided to come up with today, that he’d be able to manage this table just as well as he always had. Eight really wasn’t that different from three.

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