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ATLASCURSED ! ( chaos ensued by lux ) ( age 25 : she/her ) ( selective & mutuals only ) { multi-muse study focused deciding on which is heavier the earth or the heart. } { & bearing that weight on tired shoulders. }
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a random collection of headcanon based muses including :
bellamy blake ( cw’s the 100 )
wade wilson/deadpool ( both the movies and marvel comics )
deacon st. john ( days gone / general zombie apocalypse )
draco malfoy of harry potter ( low activity / by request )
my computer screen cracked.
ANNOUNCEMENT ! i’ve decided that i’m going to move eddie to his own blog. reason 1 being: he’s obviously taking up a lot of my headspace right now since st is my current hyper focus & also i just feel like in order for me to do him justice- really write & study him properly, it will be easier for me to do so in his own space. and reason 2: it’ll give me the chance to add more muses i’ve wanted to without overwhelming myself. this DOES NOT MEAN i’m abandoning this blog, i have a few talks in plots with some mutuals with deadpool and bellamy - and i am very excited to write and plot with all of you! so please do not worry.
my computer screen cracked.
ANNOUNCEMENT ! i’ve decided that i’m going to move eddie to his own blog. reason 1 being: he’s obviously taking up a lot of my headspace right now since st is my current hyper focus & also i just feel like in order for me to do him justice- really write & study him properly, it will be easier for me to do so in his own space. and reason 2: it’ll give me the chance to add more muses i’ve wanted to without overwhelming myself. this DOES NOT MEAN i’m abandoning this blog, i have a few talks in plots with some mutuals with deadpool and bellamy - and i am very excited to write and plot with all of you! so please do not worry.
the hair, the smile, the fit, the necklace, THE EYES everything looks so good
HE LOOKS SO GOOD
my birthday is in like...? 10 days.
Mean and scary?
Joseph Quinn as Eddie Munson in Stranger Things 4.
i’ve done three long drafts, can i have a pat on the back now.
@killaers : JAMIE !
JAMIE CAN’T HELP THE way that her frown fades away , only to be replaced with an almost shy smile . she’s still sad , really fucking upset , but eddie has a way of brightening her sour moods even if only for a moment . thoughts of lonnie still weigh heavy on her mind . the hold he has on her is ridiculous , really , and she feels like she’s as stupid as they come for even entertaining the thought of him . joyce has tried time and time again to help her to get over it , over him , but the resentment she holds for him makes it difficult . especially when he keeps headbutting his way into her life in one way or another , even if it is only to remind her of how useless she is .
❛ MAYBE A LIL’ . ❜ JAMIE admits with a fond roll of her eyes as she continues to sit there on the tabletop . she picks her head up off her palms , one hand reaching forward to mindlessly play with a piece from the game before she puts it down and leans back on her elbows with legs still folded beneath her . gaze flickers up to meet eddie’s , the faintest hints of her earlier smile etched across her face even as her eyes are filled with sorrow still . though , that is gradually fading with time , ❛ we can be fuckups together . ❜
he’s watching her carefully between the words & small silences , head canting to the side just slightly as he’d work to decide what angle he should go with. her relationship with her father was. . . complicated. complicated & fucked up but honestly so was his & it was times like this that ever so slightly frustrated him because all he wanted to do was help & give advice. though the problem was that he obviously wasn’t an expert on the subject , so it’s not like he could really say or do anything useful. ❛ it’s like i said before , jamie-bean. you can’t pick the family you’re born in but you can sure as hell pick the one you want. ❜ spoken through quite a overzealous sigh , brow raised as his smirk stayed firmly in tact for her. . . up until she touched the figure on the table. & immediately dark eyes would slightly squint as they watched her , the action so blasphemous to him given his generosity of letting her even sit on the sacred set-up. the animated expression of offense so intense that it would be seen by a crease in his skin between furrowed brows. ❛ well we won’t be if you’re dead. ❜ his tone almost sounding that of a boy who had just had their favorite toy completely destroyed. dramatics were not lost on him. ❛ touch anything else, n’i’m biting your tiny hand off. ❜
@tobedisastrous : CHRISSY !
THE CHEERLEADER WALKED OVER TO THE BIN, her bottom lip between her teeth in a pensive hesitation. she was pretty sure they shouldnt be taking merchandise from his work, wasnt that stealing? yet there was something addictive about the excitement that rolled off the boy, the way his eyes lit up and bounce in his step. she pushed through her anxiety, sticking her hands into all the cassettes thrown inside. she didnt know what she was looking for, what he wanted to listen to or what kind of music these trip asked for. instead she went by the pretty paper inserts, picking out a couple of that looked cool. “ okay, dont be mad if i pick the wrong ones,” chrissy mumbled more to herself. it was probably a better idea for him to choose but by the time she lifted her head, three cassettes in her hands, the jingling of his keys echoed in the empty store. she plucked the familiar face of bon jovi out of the bin, adding it to the small stack in her arms with a plastic ‘clack’. it felt really weird, just walking out of the open door he held for her. it felt like they were doing something bad, an unfamiliar adrenaline making her cheeks flush yet unable to keep the smile off her face. she’d never stolen something before. well, not stealing. borrowing. “ you sure no one will know? ” she asked him, walking backwards with the cassettes in her arms. she was sure they werent going to listen to all of them but she wasnt even sure what she picked was any good. she glanced back at the shop as she followed him to the car. “ what if your boss comes back and notices youre gone? i dont want you to get in trouble, eddie. ” if anyone saw them, they were going to be even bigger trouble.
it couldn’t be helped when a smirk began to spread along his rough features , watching her as she mumbled to herself whilst picking through the bin. it was evident that as simple as a suggestion like the one he’d made was enough to already throw her off balance maybe even dared to take her out of her comfort zone just a little bit. but to him that’s what made it all the more fun. making him already wonder about any other opportunity he would have to get the same reaction out of her before their time of “ just a little longer. ” ran out for the evening.
getting out of the store now , eddie would take a quick moment to flip the sign to CLOSED! before locking up. ❛ listen you don’t have to worry , okay ? ❜ the ghost of his smile would remain as he looked to her now , following her as she walked backwards to his van one that he so lovingly named “ the orgasmatron ” after the motörhead song ( but he was positive that information was the absolute last thing chrissy needed to know right now. . . or ever ). ❛ the old bastard worships me if for the only reason being that i give him an excuse to not have to be there as much. so trust me. . . they’ll be gone & back before he even notices. ❜ a quick wink was given to her before he’d haul the door open for her to climb in, the lovely shit box screeching in protest. ❛ if you’re still worried about it though , there’s still time for you to make a break for it. ❜ dark hues would sneak a look to her with a raised brow after he’d hopped in from his own side settling into the broken-in seat with a satisfied sigh. . . he loved this damn thing. ❛ otherwise ❜ ringed fingers would reach toward her stack of music she’d picked before plucking it from her hold , not even looking at what it was before popping it in. ❛ i say first we get slushies before absolutely anything else so i’m gonna need to know cherry or blue razz before i head in t’get them. ❜ he was also already beginning to drive to the gas station. . . so if she was going to change her mind she was gonna have to jump out.
🥰 you're amazing and so glad i follow you. i can't wait to write more!
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same energy
do you wanna be normal? do you wanna be just like everyone else? being a freak is the best. I’m a freak ! — Class of 1983, Hawkins High School © ft. bill hargrove, robin buckley, eddie munson, chrissy cunningham, steve harrington, nova mendez ( @greymoralities ), charlie hopper ( @weepedwords ), tara cunningham ( @scapegrce ) and nancy wheeler
@sheetbashed : TEENIE !
Tina had been cleaning up after one of her parties when the feeling of despair and loneliness had randomly kicked in, forcing a pang to shoot through her chest and TEARS to well up within honey hues. Everyone had had a GREAT time - just like they ALWAYS did - they were smiling, laughing, dancing, it was truly PERFECT. Tina had loved it, but just like ALWAYS the house afterwards felt too empty. Normally she’d be able to DROWN OUT the sensation until she could crawl into bed, aiming to once again fill her days with friends come the morning time, but tonight it wasn’t as EASY. It was as if something felt BROKEN inside of her. And so she had crashed down to her knees and the girl began to CRY in the middle of her living room. What felt like a moment of isolation, quickly dissolved into one of EMBARRASSMENT as the tell tale tap tap tap rapped against the window pain. She had SHOT around so fast, she didn’t even have time to wipe her tears. And now here they were. On the floor of her bedroom. Tina delicately perched herself upon her knees, as she watched him roll his MERCHANDISE.
“Right. Together … ” The two of them were friends now it seemed. Past the awkward point of what had gone down in the CAFETERIA, yet Tina still didn’t know how to act around him. Not COMPLETELY anyways. At least not tonight, as she wiped at her cheek once more, paranoid there was a lingering residue of mascara or something. He had seen her be vulnerable. Not many others could say the same. A breath welled up within her chest as he began to level with her, and for a MOMENT she feared that he was about to say he’d be leaving soon. Finishing up with the task at hand then heading home to his OWN bed. But those words never came. Instead just simply laying some GROUND rules, and the blonde couldn’t help but feel a flicker of a smile flash upon her face. “My bed is big enough … It’ll be okay.” Reassurance was QUICK to come from her, as fingers curled themselves up upon her thighs. “You won’t even know I’m there.”
lips would press following her small response , choosing to keep his gaze at the task within his hands rather than look at her in that moment. given her reaction when he’d shown up & the evidence of buried emotions now on full display he figured she didn’t entirely want to be stared at right now. . . despite his every growing need to take her in for just a moment. if only to make sure that his presence was actually helping at all. just because they were talking again , it hardly meant that he knew just what the hell to do. ❛ right , right yeah , i know. ❜ unruly hair would jounce along with the hurried shakes of his head once she continued , fingers still going through the motions of wrapping the joints ❛ that’s fine , i don’t mind that you are. i mean. . . it’s your bed. i just thought you know. ❜ no , she most likely didn’t because what he was saying had made no damn sense. to make you comfortable. . . is what he’d meant to finish with for the last thing he wanted to do just as they got good again was to fuck it all up by pushing boundaries all over again. but it seemed as though he would keep it as said , his hands now coming to his mouth joint between digits so his tongue would slide along the paper to seal the job. ❛ i can’t sleep in these damn pants. ❜ he added. no almost grumbled from even just thinking of having to do it.
