* Satanic Panic

𝙷𝚄𝙽𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺 [ . . . ] 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃?

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    ❝ OZZY OSBOURNE BITING THE HEAD OFF A BAT CRAZY ! ❞

an   independent   and   canon   divergent   eddie   munson   from   netflix's   stranger   things   series.   high / medium activity.   due   to   the   nature   of   this   blog   and   verses,  there   will   be   dark,   mature   and   triggering   themes   throughout.   heavily   headcanon    based.   est  2022.   mutual   interactions   only.

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[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀. ( accepting. )

she knows how to corner munson when he's most vulnerable, perhaps a trait picked up from her demogorgon companion, and invades his personal space without much of a warning. but he doesn't care, can't care when his eyes are RED AS FIRE and glazed over. they have a weird friendship where he's sure the gang has wondered if there was more -- shifty eyes and mumbles he couldn't decipher. he CAN'T BLAME THEM , especially if they could see what was transpiring on a far too cramped couch. a brow only arches as she straddles him, purposely settling a little TOO ROUGHLY IN his lap and causing him to let out a hissed groan. " if i had known you were coming over, i'd have saved you some. " eddie says with a lopsided smile slowly forming. this is his usual behavior whenever she's testing her limits, flaying the trust of their friendship. and it's only because he trusts her that he ALLOWS HER HAND to find purchase against his waist, fingertips elicits a shudder from the cold contact. there's something in those big doe eyes of eddie's now, darkening with every passing second that he keeps his hands respectfully still by his side. " CURIOSITY KILLED THE cat, sweetheart. you might not like what you see under here. " a vague gesture to his abdomen, still wrapped in bandages beneath his hellfire shirt. even though the pain is fading each day, the grim reminder remains ETCHED INTO HIS skin.

[rpmusings-galore]

  &&  i can go anywhere i want                        anywhere I want                                                        ———  just not home … 

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i planned on being productive today until i realized my assignment was to create a children’s book by midnight sghdhshshs. anyways, i'll get around to memes tomorrow and if not, then definitely over the weekend.

[mcbride]

JOSEPH QUINN as EDDIE MUNSON in STRANGER THINGS 4

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* 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑  𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐍𝐄  :  𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒. ( accepting. )

@shezoomer​ said: “ you’re not safe. “

there was a slip of tongue as his mind reels into a state of BLISS caused by a skillfully and much needed joint rolled between his ringed fingers. each slow inhale helps to remind him of how stuffy the boathouse is becoming and with a SWEET EXHALE, erases all those niggling worries. for a second, munson felt hopeful -- like jason and his band of goons wouldn’t find him. or how living in a boathouse might not be a bad idea with a little TLC. he makes the mistake of voicing it aloud and max is quick to remind him that he’s not safe, no matter how calm it is before the storm. ❝ yeah well, NO ONE is safe in this town.❞ he coughs out before continuing. ❝ plus if i’m gonna live my remaining days as a exiled commoner, i might as well start looking on the BRIGHT SIDE -- wherever that side may be. ❞

[bbysittr]

[ FOREHEAD ]:     before parting ways, sender rests their forehead against the receiver’s, a possible final touch as they go their separate ways.

Surprise continuation of this because I saw the opportunity. 

‘Hey, when this is all over, how about I show you what I’ve been working on this Friday at the hideout? We can grab a pizza after and watch Godzilla.’ 

When this is all over. 

Those words should be a comfort to Wendy – especially since they are coming from Eddie. However, as the two stand together in the Upside Down and prepare to go their separate ways, those words have have somehow become a reminder that there is a chance some of them might not make it back alive. In fact, there are no guarantees that any of them will make it back. It’s a mortifying thought – one that has plagued all of them since they had come up with their plan. Though it is true that Wendy has faced the horrors of the Upside Down before, this time feels... different to her. Perhaps it is all the moving parts that require their plan to even work. Contingencies are far more terrifying than swinging a weapon at a mindless creature, especially when lives hang in the balance. 

A few beats of silence have passed since Eddie’s proposal – his promise to her to come back without saying those words. Hazel eyes flit down for a moment; her gaze finds their fingers laced together. Eddie has been squeezing her hand over and over, but it is just now that Wendy realizes how white her knuckles are – how hard she’s holding onto him. In any other circumstances, Eddie might’ve let out a crack at her about how she’s gonna break his hand – how she’s tiny with a powerful grip – anything, really. But now, the two are holding onto each other for dear life, silently praying that they will not lose the other. 

Wendy’s eyes move upwards to look into Eddie’s again, but this time, they are stinging with tears she is fighting hard to hold back. They don’t need this right now. They need strength. Wendy manages to choke out a,    ❛ Yeah, that sounds great, ❜    between shaky breaths. 

‘Eddie, we gotta go!’    Dustin’s voice from afar breaks through their quiet conversation, and Wendy jolts slightly. But instead of releasing Eddie, her grip tightens around his hands. And instead of going right to Dustin, Eddie moves closer to Wendy, leaning down to press his forehead against hers. Wendy’s eyes shut tightly for a moment, a few tears escaping them and rolling down her cheeks. They stand there in silence, foreheads touching, and Wendy begins to squeeze Eddie’s hands repeatedly – just as he was doing to her before. She brushes her thumbs against the backs of his hands. 

❛ You come back to me, okay? ❜    She doesn’t move her forehead from his, and as she speaks, her voice gets less and less shaky.    ❛ We’ll keep the kids safe, kick Vecna’s ass, and then we’ll go back home together. Okay? ❜    Wendy’s words are just as much for herself as they are for Eddie.

This has to work.  It has to. 

[toktopus-art]

idk there’s just something about this dude

[kafk-a]

i am not brave but sometimes i am made brave by my friends which is to say i am made brave by love

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this is a smol, teeny PSA because i shouldn't have to bring it up since it's literally in my rules that should've been read. i am a FULL-TIME college student with no breaks in between whatsoever. it's an accelerated program which meaaaans i sometimes have to do 253636774 things a night because the classes only last five weeks. so i not only have homework, but i have to read two chapters and research topics for constant papers, etc.

[demogorgoned]

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demogorgoned​:

#DEMOGORGONED  ;            a  study  in  ;  learning  the  truth  &  dealing  with  the  aftermath  +  being  tethered  to  a  demogorgon  (  &  the  upside  -  down  ).        s.tranger  t.hings  oc  maddox  fernandez  (  Hawkins Lab Experiment  #004  )    (  ©️  )

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eddie doesn't remember much about his mother because he was young when she passed, but compared to the unlawful nature of his father, eddie does take after her in terms of personality and partial looks ( his eyes, dimples ). but don't be fooled because a lot of eddie's chaotic nature and egocentric outbursts are definitely from his father without a doubt.

[joequinns]

let’s give them what they want. (x)

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* 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑  𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐍𝐄  :  𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒. ( accepting. )

@shezoomer​ said: “ this is definitely a good idea, right? “

well to be fair, their options were a bit LIMITED and grand theft was pretty low on munson’s to-do list, but the doubt didn’t come from the idea of committing a felony. eddie watched them all talk amongst themselves from the moment max appeared with the michael myers halloween mask. he’s seen people wear stocking caps over their face to rob banks, break in houses, and you know, steal shit that WASN’T for a good cause. the longer the gang mulls over all the ways munson could fuck this up, ( as if he wasn’t already a professional criminal running from the law ) the longer it would take to steal the winnebago or worse, compromise the idea entirely. this is definitely a good idea, right ? munson cocks his head in max’s direction, PLEASED that she hasn’t jumped on the doubt bandwagon like the others. ❝ michael myers didn’t seem to have any problems breaking and entering, so why should i ? ❞ rhetorical because munson really doesn’t want to think about all the ways he could FUCK THIS UP.

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* 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑  𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓  𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓  𝐎𝐍𝐄  :  𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒. ( accepting. )

@shezoomer​ said: “ that’s disgusting, you’re disgusting. “

 desperate times called for desperate measures, especially when you were a HOT COMMODITY to those willing to see your head on a pike. with the limited supply of food in his possession, not once did eddie assume they remembered basic human requirements that goes along -- like UTENSILS. apparently, he’s a barbarian instead of a bard, and as mocha orbs stare down a jar of peanut butter, temptation bring it to fruition. brief look over his shoulder like a dog about to commit six crimes before he pry the lid off and shove a hand into the thick goodness. fingers curl to scoop a handful and he shoves four fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean and groaning about how good it taste. had he been a little MORE AWARE , he’d have noticed that the room wasn’t empty and how he was about to give her literal nightmares every time she blinks. that’s disgusting, you’re disgusting. munson whips around with the jar clutched to his chest and index finger still dragging down his tongue. embarrassment morphs into narrowed eyed mischief as he deliberately scoops a hunk of peanut butter into his hand and playfully lunges forward like he’s about to smear it on max’s face. ❝ bring me a SPOON unless you wanna see me eat a can of RAVIOLI next. ❞

[cheauxcobo]

(lays back all sexy for u on the bed) (bangs my fuckign head on the headboard)