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thefuseoftemptation · 2 years
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Eddie rubs his face on you like a cat.
-The Anon
^^^
. . .
Honestly there isn’t much thought to it.
Wherever you guys are, he’ll just get the urge to just suddenly—
You stood or might’ve even been seated when he comes up to you and noses your forehead then your cheek, then maybe to the side of your head. It receives a chuckle from you, brows furrowed as you question what it is he was up to.
Then he just sort of rubs his face up to yours, sometimes even cupping your cheeks so he could get really press your faces together. Held there, cheek to cheek, eyes briefly shut as he releases a sigh through his nose before he goes back to nothing.
There were even times where you’d be on the couch and he’ll just throw himself on it, or more on you, with his head leaned on your shoulder.
“How’re Munson?” You query and he grumbles. His head tucked between the crook of your neck until he subtly peeks out—those brown eyes of his just stared into your eyes for a little until he noses you. By then, it was to be expected.
You’ll grin before you return it and it just has him weak. He’ll just throw himself on you more, and just peck you over and over. Later, Eddie would be stretched out on the couch—legs stuck out, on his back, as your fingers fumble with his hair. He hums in content and sometimes you’ll comment on how he’s much like a cat and he just chortles before his eyes shut—the feeling of your fingers thumbing through, lulling him to sleep.
Yeah, much like a cat.
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cafjhhhjjvb · 1 year
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not my usual stuff but I have a hc for Stranger Things. The reason why Erica is so confident, and so proud of who she is is bc of Lucas. When Erica was was like 6-7 she was getting bullied and Lucas told her there can’t be America without Erica, he went on a whole rant on how cool she is. He was hoping that it’d make her feel better, it worked. No, I’m not saying that every single ounce of confidence came from Lucas(or that confidence in general come from other people!!) I’m just saying that Lucas helped push that confidence to the surface!
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grrlmusic · 8 months
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DJs Di Guetto
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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 8 months
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𝔉𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔡𝔶'𝔰 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 #յ - 𝔳𝔬𝔩.յ 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔗𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔬𝔫 𝔉𝔢𝔟𝔯𝔲𝔞𝔯𝔶 յգգշ
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urtkgirl · 1 month
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A magical cup that could transport my mind to a joyful place 🪄🪽✨☁️
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shizukais · 1 year
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tealin · 1 year
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The Worst Journey In The World Graphic Novel is coming out 24 Nov! Preorder at indienovella.co.uk, hang tight for international distribution, and stay tuned for e-book news!
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noritama0301 · 10 months
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ぴか卵
ぴかぴかの卵 vol.1@PROPANE 茅場町 2023/03/05
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akysh-official · 11 months
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"Żółty szalik" to nasz kolejny utwór, który jest zapowiedzią debiutanckiej płyty zatytułowanej "Vol. 1". Utwór inspirowany jest filmem "Żółty szalik" i podejmujemy tu trudny temat nadużywania alkoholu i konsekwencji z tym związanych. Pozwoliliśmy sobie na zacytowanie Pana Janusza Gajosa i jego słynnej kwestii z filmu, która w naszym odczuciu stanowi kwintesencje alkoholizmu i magnetycznej, obezwładniającej siły napojów wysokoprocentowych.
Stylistycznie "Żółty szalik" to wycieczka w lata 80. Fraza syntezatora o klasycznej barwie sprzed czterdziestu lat napędza refren i stanowi mocny kontrapunkt dla melodii. Powtarzany riff przesterowanego basu wprowadza słuchacza w iluzoryczny świat pijaństwa, a wybrzmiewające echa klasycznego chóru stanowią antytezę dla tematu utworu.
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epithalamia · 1 year
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famousmoonbeliever · 19 days
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Fire (Long Version) - Mirko Hirsch
Álbum: Italo Euro Disco, Vol.1
Released on: 2010-08-09
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"WOULD YOU STOP THAT?!"
'Eddie swears that sometimes your forgetfulness is going to kill him. Or it might just get you both killed....'
EDDIE MUNSON X GN!READER
WARNING(S): cussing, mentions of not going the speed limit, speeding. Not much else, lmk though! NOT PROOFREAD.
You were trying, really trying to hold yourself together- trying to cover up the clear and utter levity that was shown. Though with the currency on why that was, you thought that maybe it wasn’t the time, especially with the state your guy was in. You just knew the outline of your back would be left in the cushion of the seat with the speed he was going.
The sudden turns and many times he cut others off proved that much. 
And why he was like that, well, there was no one else to put that on but yourself. But it wasn’t like it was done knowingly, you simply just forgot. Like many many other times. Only this time though it was something that couldn’t just be let go.
You guys were on your way to a concert. Or more like, had been, on your way to a concert when  you felt for the tickets. Which you had left on the counter, completely forgotten about.
It wasn’t until you were halfway there that you remembered where you put them and it was just a matter of bringing it up to Eddie, who hadn’t shut up about the said concert since you left the lot.
And fuck, the look on his face when you told him…..let’s just say the street was looking tempting to throw yourself onto.
His mouth was parted, brows lifted up so much they went under his curls, and his eyes had gone wide.
Looking at you as if he expected you to be pulling his leg, but when you pulled your mouth into a stretch, clearly showing how guilty you were of your fuck up, and your thumb gestured behind you, as if to tell “they’re back there,” Eddie let out a line of curses before turning the wheel suddenly.
Sure, he was peeved. Very much so. But it wasn’t to where he was taking it out on you. That wasn’t Eddie, he wasn’t the type.
Though to be honest, you would prefer that over what you got, which was a very very quiet guy to your side. See, when Eddie was like that, he wasn’t really one to fuckin lose it unless it was severe and no one else was nearby, even though you’d seen it plenty of times in the time you’ve known the other and had been together. 
So, when his once talkative self went to saying nothing at all, you knew you fucked up. 
And yet, you still somehow couldn’t keep your shoulders from scrunching up and down, the struggle of trying to suppress the chuckles that were released, even more so when he had begun lecturing you like a child while he shook his head repeatedly.
It wasn’t necessarily funny— at least knowing you got him like that. It was more of the timing in general. Because of all the times you could forget something, this wasn’t it. 
“Were you just going to let us get all the way there and then tell me? Or y’know what, have us get up to the gate and then– why are you- would you stop that?!” Eddie cut himself off when he saw that you were struggling to hold it together. Your hand hovering over mouth to stop yourself from letting out chuckles.
“M’sorry, it’s not funny….” That’s what you said but your features said otherwise. And you knew that by the way Eddie was shaking his head before turning to look out the window, he too was trying to suppress the sudden levity that was in there.
He suddenly turned back to you, nudging your elbow with his. “Stop that, m’trying to tell you something!”
That just made you snort and made Eddie press on the pedal a little more, clearly not going the proper speed limit that was labeled on the signs in the street.
“Christ, would you slow it? You’re going to get pulled over and get a ticket!” 
“Well, at least I’ll have a fuckin ticket!” He shot back, gesticulating his hand as if he was clutching a ticket in his hand.
That was all it took for you to let go. Snorts heard as you clutched your tummy, your hand coming in contact with your knees. Eddie couldn’t prevent himself anymore, his head thumping the steering wheel only to shoot it back up by a honk from the street.
Let’s not while behind the wheel…
“You’re going to get us killed, Munson.”
The only response you got was his side eying before telling you to shut it, and the use of your surname after he told you…you thought maybe you should.
A/N: feedback and reblogs are appreciated.
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mhm74 · 6 months
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sognareleggiesogna · 7 months
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WITCHCRAFT #1, 1952
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somberous · 4 months
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Mary Oliver, from “Marengo.” [ID in alt text]
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