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red-bat-arse · 10 months

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Just Date Someone Better!

*I don't do tag lists*

Eddie and Chrissy were friends, completely by accident. There was a late winter party with a few too many black out drunk basketball players that pushed the tipsy and sober crowd to migrate into the garage; Eddie made a snipe about pompoms and the mating rituals of high school preps that Chrissy, a little high, cackled at before asking him if his species did the same but on top of cafeteria tables, and they'd gone from there.

Sure, it was mainly based on having a weed buddy to talk shit about high school boys to, but hey, everyone started somewhere. The rumours about him had already paved the way, so when Chrissy asked him how many drinks it'd take before he would kiss Patrick Mckinney, he took the out and avoided the confrontation he always dreaded with new friends. And when Chrissy cried over him buying her Mcdonald's for dinner one day, he got to learn something about her that she kept close to her chest too.

Eddie was queer as a two dollar bill, and when he got comfortable with someone he didn't bother hiding it. It was no wonder that several weeks in his circle tripped Chrissy into figuring something important out about herself, granted the waterworks she burst into when she finally confided in him in late January were a touch less dramatic than his own coming out to Wayne, where he'd freaked out so bad he'd tripped and broken his nose. And then just being two queer kids getting through high school in Hawkins would've been fine and dandy, figuratively and literally, if not for two major factors.

Chrissy had a judgemental prick for a boyfriend, and her mother had held her college fund over her head from the moment she voiced an inkling of doubt in their relationship. Apparently good christian boys like Jason, nephew of their church's preacher, were the cream of Hawkins' crop, and it would set her up for life if she accepted that she would follow him to college, get married when he graduated and come back to town to raise their kids all before she turned 25. It wasn't even that Chrissy didn't want that life -actually, she desperately wanted to find someone who would love her, marry her and settle down for a long, quiet life -but she wanted to do it on her terms, not her mother's or Jason's.

Eddie quickly learnt to hate Chrissys' mom and look at Jason with something akin to pity. At least Jason, despite being a self absorbed teenage boy, did actually seem to love Chrissy -though it was clear after watching for a few weeks that he didn't much listen to her or notice when she was struggling. The less said about how Eddie felt concerning the way Chrissy's mother treated her, the better his blood pressure would be, but he could work out that animosity by getting Chrissy out of her head and eating, and there wasn't a damn thing Laura Cunningham could do about it.

Or at least, there wasn't anything physical, Eddie thought grimly one day when he picked up Chrissy's shirt off his floor -she always changed at his place to be more comfortable -and noticed the rough edges of hastily taken in seams. Or the way that on Mondays Chrissy had recently started flinching at loud voices and would pick at her food, never actually eating it, and always, always make a point to sit closer to Jason at lunch and in class even though after school she told Eddie she wanted nothing more than to be left alone. Eddie was pretty sure she was going to snap one day and it wouldn't turn out well.

He wished he could just tell her to kick Jason to the curb, but it would only make her other problems worse, and there were still months until graduation, not to mention she couldn't skip town without any funds. Even if they left together, that would be potentially months living on one income, and she'd start to hate herself for 'being a burden' even if Eddie could never think she was. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

He'd never tell the shrimp this, but Dustin really saved them when he came up with a plan one night after Hellfire, right around March when they'd spent all of the last campaign watching Eddie craft enemies who were holier-than-thou royals or witches who cursed the party with various ills. Honestly it was a miracle Chrissy herself had never witnessed one of those in action.

"So it's all about reputation?" he asked as they were packing up, a look on his face that spelled trouble whenever he pulled it during a session. Eddie nodded back, saying something about how Carver was apparently high royalty in the eyes of the waspy control freak mother population in town, and Dustin perked up even more. "Well then all Chrissy has to do is date someone better in the meantime."

That pulled Eddie up short, which made Gareth bump into his back as they left the drama room.

"How do you figure that, casanova?" Mike rolled his eyes and shoved a little at Dustin's shoulder. "Going to set her up with a winner all by yourself?"

"It wouldn't be real, Mike," Dustin rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips, huffing. "She wants alone time and someone she can drop when she goes to college, boom. If he's better than Carver, that should keep her mom from complaining, and give her a boost in school if it's someone really impressive. The gossip chain loves a good romance," he spread his hands wide, like they should all be following him to some predestined conclusion. "Who do we know that's age appropriate, a nice dude, with a good reputation, and, more importantly, available and hung up on someone else?"

"You've got to be kidding me," Mike whined.

"You want Chrissy to fake-date Steve goddamn Harrington?!" Eddie hissed.

Steve Harrington -who better in Hawkins than Steve 'The Hair' Harrington for a hare-brained scheme like this? Steve, who still held clout from his high school days with the current juniors and seniors who hadn't noticed his fall at the time, but definitely remembered that he'd become kinder. Steve, whose name was well respected in town both for his parents' reputations and the way he'd saved people during the starcourt fire last year, and then stepped between Sinclair and Billy Hargrove the year before that. Steve, who may've been working retail but could easily fudge his situation as 'gaining independence and responsibility before he leaves town to learn under his father and take over the family business'. Steve, handsome and charming but a meangirl at heart. Steve, still hung up on Nancy wheeler so he wasn't a threat. Steve, the abdicated King.

Sue him, he'd listened to the kid's hero worship of the guy for six months, Eddie could wax poetic about his stupid tiny crush if he wanted. Thank god he'd never named serious names when he and Chrissy were bitching about the Hawkins male population before this.

More importantly, when Dustin and Eddie met with him to talk it over, Steve listened with a weirdly intense look on his face as to why Eddie was even entertaining Dustin's insane idea. It was the first time Eddie really vocalized the magnitude of how much his worry about Chrissy turned his insides out, and that if he didn't have such a negative reputation himself he'd have put himself up for grabs in a heartbeat. Eddie didn't say it outright, but the fact he was willing but unable to play Chrissy's beard really got to him, but part of the sentiment must have shone through, because in the end Steve agreed -but only if he could talk to Chrissy about it first.

It was surreal to host Chrissy, Dustin and Steve freaking Harrington in the living room of his trailer the next evening -really made him want a cigarette in the lead up, quietly fretting about what the kid and his big brother were going to think about the small, cluttered space he called home. But he shouldn't have been worried. Dustin flopped down on the couch without pause, and Steve just asked whether Eddie wanted him to take his shoes off before he followed, looking as comfortable as if he were in his own house.

Eddie had, of course, briefed Chrissy on the proposed plan on their way back from school to give her time to think on it. She was only a little miffed that Eddie had talked to Steve about it without consulting her first, but admitted it would've been awkward approaching Steve about something like this either way. She was still stewing in her thoughts by the time they showed up, brow furrowed and fingers tapping at the sweats she'd stolen from Eddie's dresser the minute they got in the door.

"So you're really still hung up on Nancy Wheeler?" she asked bluntly, and Steve choked a little. He glared at Dustin when the kid laughed and shook his head, getting up to pull him away from the couch.

"Okay, no, not having this conversation with the peanut gallery present. Take your dork master outside and let me and Chrissy talk in private," Steve shot Eddie a disarming little grin, and despite himself Eddie felt his feet move to follow a protesting Dustin right back out his own front door. The kid huffed something fierce but had a big smile on his face when he dropped into one of the porch chairs and looked up at Eddie.

"Steve's got this," he said, perfectly confident, and Eddie -well, he let himself believe it.

Steve didn't just have Dustin's admiration, he had his trust, and that didn't come cheap. If he said Steve would go along with this if Chrissy was on board, exactly to her specifications and no further, then that was what would happen. If he said Steve was still pining over the elder Wheeler, well, Eddie had his doubts based on how glued to Buckley's hip the guy was, but it meant Steve wasn't going to actually develop feelings for Chrissy. And if the guy born with a silver spoon could settle in Eddie's home without even a hint of distaste, whether it meant he was a good actor or just a good dude, either way, they were golden. Who better in Hawkins was there for a plan like this?

Well, maybe it'd be better if Eddie wasn't going to be crushing on his best friend's fake boyfriend, but no plan was perfect. He'd be fine.

#pre steddie #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #steve harrington #steddie #fanfic #stranger things #fake dating

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elysia-nsimp · 4 months

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Heyyyy buddy pal friend, *cough ( sorry ). I was wondering if you could write a poly fluff romantic scenario between overblot Azul and overblot Jamil with a male reader, preferably an interation between the trio. thx and here have a follow and a cookie 🍪

HIIII oh my gosh thanks for the follow and cookie !!

And thanks for your patience too, I know it’s been a WHILE since you sent me this ask. I kinda lost my twst spark for a bit there then was hit with the dreaded “ohhh what if my writing sucks”

Anyway I decided to not worry about that too much. This is mostly unedited because I just. REALLY wanted to get something out for you. I promise I didn’t forget! :’)

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Contents: established relationships, polyamory!! Both Jamil and Azul are dating you as the reader, but not each other, mild Book 3/4 spoilers, reader uses he/him pronouns ! ^^

With both Azul and Jamil overblotting, it’s already a recipe for disaster.

Azul and Jamil aren’t all that different in some aspects. Both crave the power and control they lacked in their childhoods, and seek to stand over the rest as a result of that.

One thing they have in common for certain though, is their love for you! You were dating them both before this whole thing happened, and although they don’t get along that well, they’re both glad you’re happy with the relationship.

However…this does lead to them fighting over you when overblotted.

Both of them want your undying attention, although for slightly different reasons. Oh, what is a poor reader to do?

On one hand, Jamil’s over here like “praise me please!!! i want to be called a handsome young man!!!!!” while Azul wants cuddles because he is full of embarrassment and pain and suffering.

Poor you is stuck in the middle of them, metaphorically being tugged back and fourth between them.

Azul’s like, “Actually, handsome, I believe he will be spending his evening with me.”

While Jamil’s like “ACTUALLY I require him to be here with ME as my cheerleader while I run Scarabia!” (I’m afraid he can’t provide the pompoms though)

Despite their back and fourth, when you step in they both turn to you with no hesitation.

“Who do you choose, Yuu?” Azul looks almost desperate, silently begging you to pick him. Meanwhile, Jamil crosses his arms, convinced he’s already won.

“Do I have to choose?” you ask.

Utter silence from both of them. They glance at each other, then back to you.

“What do you mean, ‘do you have to choose?’” Jamil sounds almost taken aback by your question.

“What if I don’t want to pick?” you retort. “What if I choose both of you?”

After some mild side glares at each other from your partners, they agree that it’s a win-win! Jamil will put up with Azul and vice versa. You end up smooshed between two slightly agitated overblots. As you run your fingers through Azul’s hair, you tell Jamil how very handsome he is and tell him he’s done a good job, even if it didn’t work out in the end. This makes both of them very happy.

Their overblots both die down after a while, leaving you with your two partners asleep, one on your shoulder and one in your lap.

Congrats!! You’re a hero for being gay. /pos

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I’m not gonna lie, I thought this was a really cute dynamic. Very fun to write, even if it wasn’t super long. Again thanks for waiting for so long while I got my stuff together lol

#twst jamil viper #twst jamil #twst azul ashengrotto #twst azul #twst jamil x reader #twst azul x reader #jamil viper x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #eely asks #eely’s writing

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hey-i-am-trying · 2 months

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This is a warning if you want to block me now

Because fuck this shit, I am so fucking done

All brazilians characters can do whatever they want

I don't care, they won't be wrong

They can prank, torture, kill and kidnapp whoever they want, be it player, egg or npc. I will smile and say they are right.

This may look extreme to you, I already say, block me, I don't care

The situation with Cellbit was not a coincidence, brazilians have been noticing that people were trying to dig everything of the brazilian ccs's lives to try to justify their hate, xenophobia and racism. His ex only saw this as an opportunity to spred more hate to him.

Bagi reciving hate for speaking about her opinions also came with a bunch of misoginy and xenophobic comments.

Non-brazilian people trying to use of Mike's "controversy", a.k.a. him refusing to be buddy with a open homophobe and transphobic guy, to speak badly about him was not a coincidence.

The brazilians Update pages of Mouse, Bagi and Tazercraft being hacked was not a coincidence.

Brazilian fans were already talking about how xenophobes would try to use the mininal negative thing to harm our ccs.

We were told over and over again we have no place in this community, and I saw many give up, they given up on the election arc and some many more are giving up now.

And I do understand people adivicing brazilians fans to move to Tumblr, but that doesn't help at all. First of all, QSMPblr is a english space, yes I know there people who are not-native speakers here, I am one and know a lot of others, but let's be honest, the main tag is 99% english, many brazilians CAN'T be here because they can't write or read in english. Also, we shouldn't be thrown out of a website because other people are being racist WITH US.

So I made my personal decision.

If I am going to treated like brazilian first and human second, that is how I am going to act.

Mike, Felps, Cellbit, Bagi, Pac, Richas, and any brazilian charcater that is added will do no wrong in my eyes.

Also same goes to any character played by Xandão(Alexandre the Capybara, Agent 18 and PomPom the Penguin admin) because even though they are portuguse, I know portuguse people had took some coletaral xenophobia for speaking the same language as us.

I don't expect non-brazilain to get my decision, and I am passing of the point of caring to be honest.

#qsmp #tw xenophobia #tw racism

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cheesecake-beech · 11 months

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Imagine Vicious 6 favorite Sanrio character

UH YES FREAKING PLEASE

sorry I went kinda crazy on this KJFGKDFAHHDKSJ

IT DIDN'T EVEN TAKE ME THAT LONG TO MAKE THESE ONLY LIKE- 1pm-10pm TODAY TO GET ALL THESE DONE I WAS FREAKING FOCUSED ON DRAWING THESE LMAO Bro I was so inspired THIS WAS SO FUN TO DRAW LOL

ANYWAY, VICIOUS 6 SANRIO BUDDIES???

Wild Knuckles - Bad Badtz-Maru & Pochacco

Old man is tasked with taking care of a dog and a penguin, dog is like a good doggo son to old man, meanwhile penguin is a troublemaker for old man. (something he's all too familiar dealing with skadjak.)

Badtz-Maru probably makes is a pain in the ass to look after him.

probably skateboarding everywhere inside his house, screeching his guitar just to be annoying

when he tries to give them food or sumthin, he probably does that spoon thing where you flick it and it just ZOOOOM DFSHFKHSDJ

Meanwhile Pochacco is just a good boy.

He plays outside, but he's polite about it. He has nice manners.

Oh and he takes naps on his couch.

Badtz also probably does a freaking kick-flip over the wall because he's bored and wants to go do something else, or to also just inconvenience Knuckles 💀, grampa YOINKS doggo from his nap (because obviously he can't just leave him at home by himself) then books it after him.

Belle Bottom - Kuromi & Chococat

They are the moment. Belle probably likes Kuromi because of her fashion sense and her slayness,

and Chococat, probably thought he was cute and now he's her little buddy. Probably just sits in her hair or on the desk when she's at the lair doing work n stuff.

Belle takes them shopping, because yes.

Jean Clawed - Keroppi & Minna No Tabo

He just accidentally got stuck with watching both of them

The little boy suddenly grabbed onto him and he was trying to shake him off his leg, because who the heck let a tiny kid into the lair. Then all of a sudden a frog fell from the top shelf so he caught him with his claw.

Keroppi didn't like seeing the giant claw hand all that much.

Especially being inside of it.

Minna no tabo just waddled into the base and thought he looked cool.

Jean is kinda freaking out when there's a frog boy crying freaking out and he's unsure what to do with the kid on his leg.

Svengeance - Pompompurin

COME ON- GOLDEN RETREIVER FOR GOLDEN RETIEVER BOY? AUDDHFSHJFHDK IT'S JUST TO GOOD

Sven absolutely loves him and will protect him and loves how squishy he is.

Pompom likes everyone, he sees big guy and sees big guy as friend, he also has similar colour hair! Besties!

Stronghold - Hangyodon

He likes how this guy looks, he thinks he looks funny so he grabbed him and put him on his shoulder.

Hangyodon was just like "k" he doesn't mind, he also thinks he looks cool.

Plus he also likes sitting on his shoulder while walking around.

Hangyodon and do or say anything and it'll probably make Stronghold laugh just because of how silly he looks to him.

Nunchuck - Corocorokuririn

Don't ask

She believes he will make great company as a evil companion in all her crimes.

He's just there.

EXTRA UNDER THE CUT!

Valerie - My Melody & Hello Kitty

She would spoil them, she would take them everywhere. GIRLS' DAY OUTTT

She would TREAT THESE BABIES to EVERYTHING.

SLAY all DAY

Take them out for sweet treats and other stuff, like everythings on her.

ONCE MELODY AND KITTY MENTION KUROMI AND MIMMY YOU BET YOUR ASS SHE'S ALSO GOING TO INSIST THESE GIRLS BUY THINGS FOR THEM dskjdhfdsafgkd

She finds them SO CUTE AND PRECIOUS

Like she looks calm but on the inside she's dying from cuteness

Alan - Marumofubiyori (Moppu)

Alan would've probably accidentally picked them up like "Ayo who tf is this and where did they even come from" and when Moppu suddenly just, falls asleep, Alan would probably just awkwardly start holding him unsure about what to do.

But he'd just sit down and let Moppu sleep, then after a while he'd also probably fall asleep as well, because he also probably needs a nap dshfsfafhdfkdj

They both snore lol

Elliot - My Sweet Piano & Cinnamoroll

OH YEAH, BBY ELLIOT LOVES BABIES??

Bro would be dying and sobbing from how cute they are

Cinnamoroll probably just flies around his house while Piano puts flowers around to decorate.

I wouldn't be surprised if how Cinnamo and Elliot met is if Elliot was just washing dishes and Cinnamoroll just flew in through the window and into his face.

Claude - Tuxedo Sam Tako - Strawberry King Claudia - Pippo

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c10v3r · 7 months

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go go gadget fruit detector beepbeepbeeepbeeep

i just hthot it would be sillt to do cheerleader lightbulb for the flying type and also maybe it fits a little hehrhr....literally fohnd this cheerleader outfit on pinterest and it was literally perfect like yeah i can see lb wearing this

pompom buddie s ...

#ive grown to like the bird #inanimate insanity #ii lightbulb #oricorio #bird up DUN DUN DUN #eagle squak #jref #im goingminsane guys #IM GOING WCREAAAAAAAYYYYYYZYZYYYYYYY

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mrvlbimbo · 2 years

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Okay but what if one day Eddie found his own PomPom. Like he comes home from Hellfire and it’s raining and before he gets inside he just hears the saddest scratchiest meow. And then he finds the scraggliest, roughest looking stray black cat, skinny, has a bit of it’s ear missing and maybe missing patches of fur.

And Eddie, sweet big-hearted Eddie, adopter of freshmen, falls in love with this weird looking cat. So Eddie tries to coax the little guy out, and this cat is at first not having it, and Eddie gets a few new scratches. But Eddie is patient, even while it’s pouring rain, and gives the little guy slices of lunchmeat while talking in the softest voice he can manage, and eventually the cat lets him pet him and pick him up and the rest is history...

I know he’d be more likely to name the cat after one of his favorite musicians, but I can’t get “PomPom and Patches” out of my head

I was already thinking abt them having another cat so I already had an idea about that so I kinda took this in my own direction sry

Picture this, Eddie is coming home from hellfire one night and he sees this glint of eyes flashing at him from the road infront of him.

He doesn’t know what kind of animal it is but he still slams on the brakes.

His van scares the cat off of the road and into a bush. Poor thing out there in the middle of the night, it was a cold one, his jacket doing nothing to shield him from the biting wind.

He rushed out of the car and tried to collect the cat but it wouldn’t budge.

His girlfriend’s house was only a few miles away so he drove there, the time was now much later into the night.

She was asleep by the time he got there, the night guard reluctantly letting him in.

“Babe wake up. Baaaaabe!”

“Eddsie whaat?” She slurred, rolling over in bed to meet his excited eyes staring her down.

“There’s a cat,” he briefly explains, getting her attention instantly.

“Oooooo where?” She stumbles out of bed, throwing on one of his jackets over her nightgown and slipping on a pair of bunny slippers.

“About a mile away. Get in the car I’m gonna grab some lunch meat for it.”

Much to his dismay, even with the lunch meat the cat is not interested in him.

“Eddie. Baby. I’m cold.” She had left the car to seek the heat of his body, snaking her arms around him and cuddling against his back.

It was her soft voice that finally lured the cat out, bounding out of the bush and rubbing itself on her uncovered ankles.

“Hey little buddy,” she cooed, scooping the cat into her arms and cradling it against her chest.

“How do you do that?” He scoffs, slinging an arm around her shoulder and leading her back to the car.

The cat clings to her for the foreseeable future, only comfortable when she’s holding it in some way.

And then it comes to the subject of naming the cat.

That cat would have like 15 names bc they never can decide on one lmao

Eddie starts with naming the cat after one of his fav band members

But then he brings the name up to his gf and she’s like “No eddie that’s a girl cat” (she can tell by the shape of her face, girl cats have a different shape)

Also yeah random funfact abt our fav bimbo, she knows a lot abt cats

She decides she wants to name the cat Kit Kat bc she’s a cat and she’s a dark brown color like chocolate.

She’s very very skittish at first like she only lets Eddie and his gf hold her or pet her

But she’s not mean by any stretch. And she’s spoiled as hell, eating a diet of mainly salmon and cream.

When they first got her she was skinny and her fur was messy but after a few weeks she’s starting to look much better.

This is what I imagine her looking like <3

#eddie x bimbo!reader🎀#eddie munson x reader #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff

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robboyblunder · 2 years

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I think our secret boss buddies deserve to visit the light world, as a treat :) ; I like imagining if something went funky while Kris wore their armor out to the upper world it could result in silly visit hijinks! I designed sprites too just because!

Bonus art and image ID under the cut!

(please don’t repost or use these, and leave my description; thanks! reblogs super appreciated!)

Bonus dark world palettes and how I designed them to look:

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the first image is a digital drawing of jevil from deltarune standing on a sidewalk in the overworld of hometown in a newly designed look including a color palette and two various sizes of matching pixel sprites on the left. He's no longer wearing his jester costume but instead a purple hat with white and pale orange pompoms with matching pompoms on visible horns sticking out of the hat. he's also wearing a big dual color black and purple sweater with puffy sleeves that has purple and orange stripes over the collar and end while the sleeves button around his thumbs. His pants are still puffy but are now mostly white with a black stripe on the right separated by a smaller orange stripe. His shoes are now light and dark black boots with orange toes and sets of buttons in the different card types matching his set of earrings. The background is grassy with distant bushes and orange topped puffy trees.

The second image is a digital drawing of spamton from deltarune with a newly designed look in the overworld with matching sprites and a palette like Jevil. He's inside sans' shop standing by the register with a basket of fruits, a palm tree, and sans barely in view. There are various sale signs reading 'sale, hot deals, and 50% off' on the floor and in the basket. Spamton's suit jacket is now open and two tone of light and dark brown with elbow patches, one of which is torn open showing his elbow. One of the pockets is replaced with an orange patch. Around his neck is a big pink and orange sparkling bowtie over a white undershirt with similar buttons. His suit pants are angular and slightly puffed in light blue with dark brown shoes. His cheeks are now pink instead of red, his hair is brown, and his glasses are blue and orange instead of pink and yellow. Stuck in his hair is a blue 'spam buck' which is a fake dollar.

the third extra image in pink is a disclaimer that reads ‘please don’t use or repost somewhere else’.

the image included under the read more is a digital drawing of spamton and jevil from the previous images as their usual selves but wearing shorts to show their body designs; the text on the right reads "Dark world palettes". Spamton has simplified doll-like segments and purple shorts with yellow dollar signs and the text 'big deal' on them. Jevil has black shorts and shows two small horns, sharp four fingers hands, and imp-like clawed feet with three toes in front and one in back. His body is two-tones with his face, ears, and stomach in a lighter purple than the rest.

end image ID.

#deltarune #deltarune ch 2 #jevil #spamton #spamton g spamton #if you like my designs here please check out my permissions page about usage!#eye strain

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yourhumblemusicaltheatrefan · 9 months

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Signed, sealed, delivered, I'm yours

Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Fem reader

Summery: Eddie wasn’t a scientist. He didn’t understand the science between the opposites attract phenomenon. It’s never been important to him. Until a note was left in his locker.

Word Count: 3,099 words

Warnings: Literally just fluff

a/n: This is my first story so I hope you enjoy it! I’ve been wanting to write stories for ages, and only now I’m getting to it because I literally have nothing else to do. They might be a bit shaky, but hopefully you’ll enjoy regardless x

I liked your speech today. I’m glad you haven’t been bullied into becoming silent. I can’t wait for the next one - PomPoms

Eddie furrowed his eyebrows at the note he found laying in his locker. The pink curly writing was unfamiliar to him. It looked neatly written and everything was spelled and grammatically correct, that he could tell of course, but nothing about this note was recognizable to him.

PomPoms? What is going on?

He studied the note for the next 5 minutes, rolling through the rolodex of names and people in his head that it could be from. But no reasonable person could have done this. None of his friends were shy by any means, so it couldn’t have been either of them. So who else?

“Hey Eddie! You coming to Hellfire?”

He dragged his head away to look at the person calling his name. Dustin. Eddie seemed to forget the english language, and could not help his eyeline when it drifted back to the note.

“What you got there buddy?” Dustin question with a teasing glint in his voice. He stretched onto his toes to look at the note, raising his eyebrows at what he was reading. Eddie, a little too late, snatched the letter till it was tight against his chest. “ It’s nothing”

Dusting kept a ‘Oh really’ look on his face until Eddie gave in, sighing and allowing his friend to see the note for himself.

“Wow Eddie. Looks like you’ve got yourself an admirer” Dustin smirked. Eddie let out a scoff, rolling his eyes and shoving the note in his locker, slamming it shut.

“Oh yeah, cause nothing screams boyfriend material quite like the two time high school student”

Dustin gave him a soft punch to the shoulder, “Hey man! you’re a catch!”

Eddie chuckled, rubbing the mild sting left by the freshmen, gathering his thoughts and feelings.

“Right! To Hellfire!”

By the end of the following day, he’d pretty much forgotten about the note left in his locker, until it was time to retrieve his dealing tin. A piece of paper slowly floating to the ground.

I hope you know how much you inspire me to be true to myself. Right now i’m not, i’m not myself, but watching you be unapologetic-ally you, gives me hope. It’s beautiful to see - PomPoms

He could slowly feel his heart increasing speed as he read the recent note. The same pink colour, the same curly writing, the same sign off name. PomPoms. Everything about the note was the same except the words. He couldn’t help but read it in a downcast tone. If this was a real person then he could tell that they were unsure, insecure of them self, just from 2 lines of curly swirls and hearts for dots over the I’s. This made something in his chest sink, which surprised him, considering this was a complete stranger.

He kept the note in his pocket as he wandered down the halls until he got bored of waiting for Mike, who he was supposed to be driving home, occasionally pulling it out and rereading it. Reading it until it was etched into his brain.

“Is that another note? Or the same one?”

Dustin plopped himself in front of him, crossing his arms on the table. Eddie looked up with slightly red cheeks. “Yeah, found it about 20 minutes ago”

Dustin yanked it out of his hand, reading the note with a cheeky grin spread across his chops. Eddie twiddled his thumbs while he waited for a response. He could see Dustin’s smile fall a little. “Damn man, she sounds like she needs a hug”

“How do you know it’s a girl?” Dustin Scoffed, flipping the note around, pointing at the words.”No to be sexist, but the pink writing? the curly handwriting? it’s obviously a girl”

This didn’t help Eddie’s blushing issue, only making it worse. Dustin chuckled at his friends bashfulness, very uncharacteristic. He then watched as Dustin's face contorted into a curious expression. “What? what is it?”

“PomPoms. What do you think it means?”

Eddie hadn’t thought about it that much, too taken by the words. But now it’s been brought up, why not spend the next couple minutes thinking about who they might be.

PomPoms,,.PomPoms

“I mean there’s only one thing I can think of that has anything to do with Pom Poms..”

Eddie looked up at him.

“Cheerleaders!”

Eddie stopped in his tracks as he approached his locker, paper clearly sticking out the side of the door. He arrived at the locker, quickly checking his surroundings for anyone near. No one. He unfolds it.

I hope I don’t come across as tragic. I just don’t know how else to talk to you. I don’t find you intimidating or anything, but I just have a feeling you wouldn’t like me. I hope that wont be the case - PomPoms

The last thing Eddie wanted was for his new..friend? to think he found her tragic. Because he could never find her anything less than someone who just needed comfort. He’d been her. He used to be someone who struggled with being himself. Imagine your true personality being the reason you’re being bullied. And while he isn’t completely safe from the name calling and the scary thoughts and feelings, he was lucky he had a support system around him to help him get through those struggles.

What if she didn’t have that?

Dustin’s comment from yesterday plagued his mind for the rest of the night. A cheerleader. Could it be a cheerleader? surely not. What would a cheerleader want with Eddie? Other than the ones who required drugs for parties he’d never be invited to, or before games he would’t be welcomed at.

He’d come to the conclusion that it couldn’t be a cheerleader, because the idea of a cheerleader being interested in Edward Munson? It’s almost laughable

He’d also come to another conclusion. He was going to write back.

A baby pink manicured hand hesitated when it went to slide a note into the locker door belonging to the dungeon master himself. It seemed her usual entry into the door was blocked. Blocked by another piece of paper.

Had he not gotten my note yesterday? Was he already sick of me? Has he figured out who I am?

She unfolded the paper, expecting to see her carefully written message. Instead, messy black ink stained words.

Of course I don’t find you tragic. The opposite in fact. Assuming this isn’t a trick set up to embarrass me by the wonderful boys who continue to bless us with their skills in throwing balls into laundry baskets, I want you to know that you are the most exciting part of my day. Tell me something that completes you? - Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson

She grinned at the note, her pearly whites peaking out through the glossy shine that lightly coated her lips. She was unsure what to do with herself, she peeked around to see if anyone had witnessed her embarrassing display. But the note called out to her, the endearing smeary handwriting and the nick name she never agreed with to sign off. It was perfect.

“Hey!”

She heard from the other end of the hall. With a quick twist of her head, she turned to see Stephanie, the co-head of the cheer squad along side Chrissy. Unfortunately that seems to be the only thing she has in common with the blonde.

“Do you know what time it is?” She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest, nursing an eye roll. When she received no response from her team mate, she reached out and grabbed her arm. “Either hurry up to practice or you’re demoted to the bottom of the pyramid”

With hardly any time to breath, she stuffed her note in the pocket of her sweater, trying her best to not trip over her feet as she was dragged into the gym.

But as Chrissy pointed out to her after the practice was over, she seemed to be distracted.

“What’s up honey? You’re usually one of our best flippers!”

She giggled, a blush forming on her cheeks. Her ever recognizable fiddling told Chissy there was something on her mind.

“I kinda did something crazy” She whispered, reaching up to bite on her nails. Chrissy raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “What did you do?” She questioned, placing her hands on her hips, waiting for her close friend to admit she had murdered someone. You never know in Hawkins.

“I kinda started writing notes to Eddie Munson telling him how I feel” Chrissy’s eyes bulged out of her head, her jaw falling slack. “Are you shitting me? Does he know they are from you?” She shook her head, beginning to pick at her nails.

“Well you’ve gotta tell him! Imagine his face when he see’s it’s the only person who told him his band was great in middle school” Chrissy watched as her friends face drowned in a rouge colour.

“I forgot about that”

She’d heard of the word euphoria before. She’d heard it in a conversation between her sister and her friend. She’d even asked what it meant. But only now, watching the boy 2 years older than her perform with his band a song she’d never heard of, does she finally know what it means.

The way his fingers effortlessly glided across the fret board, how his voice slid from each note with such ease and grace. He was beautiful.

In hindsight, the performance was nothing but a group of 14 year old boy’s yelling into the mic with increasing volume, while simultaneously handling their instruments with a fair amount of uncertainty.

But she didn’t care. In her eyes this performance gave her the same feelings as the Queen concert her father had taken her to the month prior. But this one was different in some way. She wasn’t sure what, but something about this performance felt right.

As their song came to an end, the sound of hesitant applause coming from the audience. But she wasn’t hesitant, stumbling to her feet, bringing her hands together in thunderous applause. A cheer spilled from her mouth as she jumped up and down. She couldn’t care less about the stares she was getting from the people around her, she couldn’t understand how she seemed to be the only one amazed by this performance.

The rest of the talent show went on as usual, the cheerleaders performed a routine she had seen them practice for the past 4 weeks, Jeremy, a boy she’d sat next to in Math’s class, performed a magic show that surprisingly wasn’t too bad! He dropped a couple cards and forgot a few steps to his routine, but he did successfully guess Mrs Sara’s card, so who cares about a few minor mishaps.

But she couldn’t help but feel nervous as she slowly approached the band as they unplugged all the instruments that were left on the stage. Eddie was sat on the lip of the stage, a notebook in hand. His mind seemed off in the distance, but that didn’t stop her confidence, most likely due to her young age, as she finally made it in front of him.

Suddenly all the nerves come in forefront.

“Um..Eddie?”

She smiled, her fingers tangling together in a nervous display. He raised his head, locking eyes with the young girl. He recognized her. She was a couple years younger than him, but he’d seen her during end of the year school celebrations and sports days. He was trying to muster up in his head what her name was.

“My names Sofia”

Ah yes, Sofia. She’s friends with a bunch of the cheerleader girls. I wonder why she didn’t dance with them today?

“Yeah I know you. You were pretty much the only one clapping for us after we finished. Thanks for that by the way” He smiled through tight lips. This resulted in her cheeks glowing a sweet crimson.

“It’s okay, you guys were so great! I’ve never heard music like that before! It was incredible!” She hadn’t realized she was rambling until she had finished, embarrassment flooding her. He just smiled.

He hadn’t seen such animation since Wayne took him to see Iron Maiden when he was 12. It was like a mirage. He liked the way she looked with blushed cheeks.

“Sorry, I just wanted to come over and say how great you were. Bye!” He watched as she ran away, a smile remaining on his face for the rest of the day.

She has no idea what she’s just done for him.

Eddie had a spring in his step as he approached his locker. He’d waited all day to see the response to his note. He’ll admit he was slightly nervous. He’d never done something like this before, write something personal to a complete stranger.

He could see the paper sticking out the side, causing him to all but sprint over. Unfolding the note, he was met with the all too familiar pink swirly words.

I don’t know what to say. When I saw your note I assumed it was the one I left. I thought you were sick of me already. I’m the happiest I've ever been. One thing that completes me? My need to make people happy to feel complete. I want to tell you who I am, but I’m scared - PomPoms

Warmth spread throughout his body. How could she think he was sick of her? That seems impossible. This note has only proved one thing to him. She was perfect.

He desperately wanted to know who she was. He doesn't think he’s been this desperate about anything before. He began drafting a new note.

She’d been nervous all day to read his response to her recent note. She already knew who he was, everyone did. She knew everything that he chose to share with the world. She hung on to every word he said. He was the most interesting person in the world to her, and he had no idea who she was. But she wanted him to know.

She just didn’t know how. She unfolded the note.

Be brave sweetheart.

She bit her lip. If she could go back and tell her younger self that Eddie Munson had called her Sweetheart.

She’d love to be brave. She’s one of the most talented cheerleaders. Part of her job is to flip, kick and jump in front of hundreds of people. Her and her cheer friends competed in multiple competitions throughout the country, taking home first place almost every single time. And here she was, too afraid to talk to a boy.

But she knew she had to do something. She’d never been this close to him before. It’s now or never.

“Do it! It’ll work I promise!”

Chrissy smiled, pushing her friend towards the table of ragtag boy’s who’ve been ‘terrorizing’ Hawkins High since the beginning of their first term. The same nerves she felt in middle school seemed to re-service. Tightly grasped in her hand was newly written note. The closer she got, the more she felt her throat close up. But this needed to be done.

Eddie felt a new presence at their usually avoided table. He lifted his head to lock eyes with Sofia.

He remembered Sofia. Frankly, he never forgot her. How could he?

Since the day she came bounding over to congratulate him after the talent show, he’d never fully forgotten her. There were moments where he’d catch a glimpse of her practicing cheer, or watch her go up and accept an award at the end of the year, where he would get flashbacks to that night. But one thing stuck out to him during all these moments.

She grew up to be gorgeous.

And she wasn’t like any of the other cheerleaders, accept maybe Chrissy. She was kind. She never took part in any of the bullying or name calling. She didn’t throw stuff at him like her friends, in fact he doesn’t think he’s heard her speak other than that one time. But he sure wanted to. And it looks like he might be getting his chance.

She spoke first.

“Hi, It’s So-”

“Sofia” He finished for her, crossing his arms on the table with a soft smile on his face. She seemed a bit taken aback by his comment. How could she expect him to forget who she was?

“Uh yeah..that’s me”

He placed his head on the palm of his hand, looking up at her with intrigue. What could she possibly want? What is she up to? What’s in her hand?

“I have something for you”

She uttered, aware of the eyes on her belonging to Eddie’s friends. But this was something she needed to do. So she ignored the stares, reached her hand out and placed the note in his curios grasp. Dustin seemed to catch on.

This is me, being brave. I hope I’m not a disappointment - PomPoms

Eddie’s head shot up. The hustle and bustle of the cafeteria seemed to stop. All Eddie could hear was the thumping in his chest. There she stood, back straight, hands held behind her, a soft smile on her face.

She was a living angel in a cheer uniform.

He spoke

“Guy’s, I think Dnd is cancelled for today. I’ve got a date with my biggest fan”

Her cheeks engulfed in a gorgeous scarlet, much like Eddie’s. He got to his feet, picked his practically empty rucksack up and walked over to his not so secret admirer, presenting his hand out to her, which she gladly accepted. Dustin watched as his friend grinned like a school boy at the girl while the rest of the boy’s watched on in utter confusion.

They looked between each other, expecting someone to say something, explain what they had just witnessed. But no one said anything, so they just got on with their lunch.

Meanwhile Eddie was busy placing the sweetest kiss against the lips of the girl who had single handedly inspired him to keep at his music, rather than giving up.

He’d warned his freshmen sheep about the cheerleaders, claimed they were some form of goblin in disguise as pretty girls. He never expected to be standing in the Hawkins High School Parking lot with the prettiest girl of them all wrapped up in his arms. Now he was wondering what the hell he was doing when he wasn’t here.

Because this is where he was meant to be.

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