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hank-mcdankblade · 11 months
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hank-mcdankblade · 1 year
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i hope every assignment. dies
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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EVERYOEN SHUT UP I’M WRITIGN >:)))))
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May I see the cat pictures? 🥺
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YES. Here is my baby boy. He’s four to six months old and he’s very snuggly
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He’s such an extrovert. Can’t relate
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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update!
Uh hey you. so. it’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted anything. I’ve been meaning to make time to continue writing my eddie x Vampire Slayer! reader fic but things have been a tad insane. I’ve been going through some really tough roommate struggles that forced me to move out in the middle of our lease and lets just say that every day felt like a soap opera with how my roommate was behaving lol. I also adopted a kitten! and my older cat is uh... less than enthusiastic about his existence. 
Moving forward i want to keep writing this eddie x reader fic but i want to rework it so things flow better. I don’t want to give anything away but i’m more excited with where i think this edit is going to go. I’m also looking for someone to beta read (is that the term?) the chapters before i post them to make sure there aren’t any typos/just someone to bounce ideas off of. Honestly i’m just looking for buddies to geek about Stranger Things and writing to about lol 
....and also send a million photos of my kitten to
Hmu!
...also how does one make their page look nice i need help
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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*hands you a snail on a mushrooms I found in the woods*
Please post the next part of 'The Girl from Hell'.. I'm begging it's so good. 🙏🙏
Come on Hank, I'm dying over here 😭
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....you drive a hard bargen
Deal. I'll take the snail please!
(also thank you <3333)
Hank
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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Are you still writing or are you on hiatus rn?
Not at all! i think i've got one more more serious chapter before we get to more of the fun chapters.
-Hank
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How r u out here being homophobic and still writing mpreg 😭
Those are two entirely separate things. But I guess I couldn’t expect someone like you to understand that.
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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The Girl From Hell - Prologue pt. 2
Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader
Chapter 1: You recently moved to the sleepy town or Hawkins with some business to take care of. You need to keep a low profile but a certain group of kids have focused their attention on you due to the suspicions of Dustin. Will they figure out who you are? Or what you are?
Word Count: 1024 (Just getting started)
Chapter 2: Now that the kids have made contact with you, they want to know everything to determine whether or not you pose a threat. Max is the one you’ll have to try the hardest to prove yourself to. 
Word Count: 1,145
Warnings: Scars
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Chapter 2 - Prove It
              “So you’re a superhero?” Lucas asked. You smiled to yourself and looked to your lap.
              “No I’m a Slayer.”
              “What’s the difference?” Max spoke up.
              Once you were able to calm everyone down and gain their trust, they had a million questions for you. Why are you here? Were you sent here? If so, who sent you here?
              “Look let me just start from the beginning,” You sat up from the loveseat you claimed in the living room. “A Slayer is a girl who is chosen to fight monsters. The Slayer’s powers descended from a demon thousands of years ago when a group called The Shadowmen kidnapped a local girl and gave her the demon’s powers. Once a Slayer dies, a new one is born. It could happen at any moment any day. It’s like a light switch and you just turn on. Some people it feels like a tickle and other people get laid out for a few days.” You looked around the room, gauging their reactions to see how you should proceed. Dustin was looking at you with a face of childlike wonder. His eyes were sparkling and smile wide as he listened to you talk. His elbows were on his knees, leaning forward just to make sure he caught every word.
              “That is so cool…”
              Meanwhile there were varying, more concerned and suspicious, looks around the room. Lucas had his head in his heads, trying to not let his brain melt like cheese. You had given him more information in those five minutes alone, than he had ever received in his entire life.
              “So wait… you’re telling me that you’re sole purpose is defeat monsters?” Mike asked. You smacked your lips and nodded.
              “Pretty much.”
              “Did you get a choice in any of this?”
              “Uhh, not really?” You offered him a sad smile in an attempt to comfort him. Mike’s brows were furrowed as he stared holes into your carpet. “I was called when I was fifteen. The Council found me and started training soon after.”
              “What are you doing here though?” Max was looking at you now. She believed in the paranormal or supernatural now, however you wanted to frame it, but this was a lot. The redhead was scanning over you, trying to get any information she could assume. Your arms were exposed by the tank you were wearing, showing muscle built up over the years and scars earned through experience. There was even a scar on your eyebrow leaving a slit. You had definitely been through your own fair share of spooky nonsense.
              “Hawkins seems to be a hot spot for the supernatural, recently anyway. But when your friend, Eleven, opened the gate it made a sort of a hell mouth if you will.” Lucas, Mike, and Dustin all shared knowing looks with each other remembering when all of this had started. When they started explaining everything that had been going on in Hawkins, the timeline of events was making more and more sense.
              “The Council is trying to spread out people who know about the supernatural. To help protect citizens, and to help newly turned creatures with rehabilitation centers. There aren’t many…but we’re growing. I’m here to protect you.” Everyone was processing the new information you threw at them. You looked over to Eddie, who had been quiet this entire time. He was leaned back all the way in his chair, legs crossed and arms folded. None of the muscles of his face moved, he was just frozen in time staring off into the universe. “You doing ok champ?” Eddie shook his head bringing him out of his trance like state.                
              “What? Yeah, I’m good. Totally good.” He went back into his trance. He was anything but good. This beautiful amazon woman was leaving him speechless. Not only could you break him like a toothpick, but you had Bathory’s latest record playing in the background. It was taking every ounce of control in him to not find the nearest jewelry store to find an engagement ring to offer you.
              “Is there anything coming that we have to worry about?” The redhead asked.
              “Nothing huge other than the typical one off monster sightings. I’m just here to prevent anything like that happening.” You leaned back into your chair crossing your legs. “Plus living in a small town helps to keep a low profile so nobody discovers my true identity. Well…more than who’s in this room.”
              The room was unmoving. You could tell they needed some more time to process things. “I’m….gonna order us some pizza while you guys take everything in.” You chuckled to yourself and headed towards the kitchen.
              “So….” Max started. “What do you guys think?”
              “She’s beautiful, she’s a metalhead, and she’s buying us pizza yet you’re still suspicious of her Max? Grow up.” Eddie said finally waking up from his trance. The redhead pointed a glare at him before looking to the other boys.
              “I think she checks out.” Dustin said.
              “I mean we’ve seen a lot of bonkers stuff, but should we believe her? It just seems so….complicated.” Lucas proposed.
              “What else can we ask her?” Mike asked. It was hard to prove a negative, but there had to be a positive that could prove that you were telling the truth.
              “Pizza should be here in a half hour.” You walked back into the room.
              “How can we trust that you’re telling the truth? Can you show us something concrete that will make us believe you?” Max’s head was starting to spin. She either wanted you to prove that you were on their side or leave immediately so they can figure out how to deal with you and she was running out of patience. You sat on the arm of your chair and crossed your arms pausing for a moment.
              “Well….I do have one thing.” Their ears perked up.
              “What is it?” Your hands squeezed your arms.
              “I have a mark of the Slayer, on my back. Here.” You took a deep breath. This wasn’t going to end in burning at the stake. Once you took care of this you wouldn’t have to worry anymore. You pulled the neck of your shirt over your head, keeping your arms in the holes to keep yourself covered. Anything you could’ve said wouldn’t have prepared them to see your mark. It was like a scar. White and pinkish raised skin that created a symbol. It could’ve been makeup, but it looked too real. It looked almost as if there was a pulsing glow of the symbol, like a heartbeat. That was the smoking gun that Max was looking for. You pulled your shirt back down and turned to them.              
                “Does that prove it? I also have a million scars from different fights.” You offered with a smirk.
               “No….No I think that’ll do it.” Max smiled at you.  
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A/N: Haha! Jokes on you it’s a Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover because I have an unhealthy obsession with that show. Also moving forward there will be more Eddie in the chapters i promise i just wanted to get their meeting out of the way before i start getting into the meat of things. 
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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The Girl From Hell - Prologue
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Chapter 1: You recently moved to the sleepy town or Hawkins with some business to take care of. You need to keep a low profile but a certain group of kids have focused their attention on you due to the suspicions of Dustin. Will they figure out who you are? Or what you are?
Word Count: 1024 (Just getting started) 
Chapter 2:  Now that the kids have made contact with you, they want to know everything to determine whether or not you pose a threat. Max is the one you’ll have to try the hardest to prove yourself to. 
Word Count: 1,145
Warnings: None...?
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Chapter 1 - Newcomer
                “Dustin, can you tell me why we’re here again?” Lucas asked, beginning to regret saying yes to this mission. Gravel and rocks from ground were digging into his knees. They had been here for what felt like forever.
              “We’re investigating a possible black widow killer.” Dustin said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Max rolled her eyes and scoffed. The only reason she was even here was because of her own worries. Somehow the curly haired boy had convinced them to come on this mission. A month ago, you had moved to town and people all around town, and nearby, were going missing. Dustin thought he even saw a body in the back of your car at some point. After everything that went down with Vecna over spring break he couldn’t bring himself to be careless and let it go. He needed to turn over every rock and check every lead, just to make sure that they truly were safe this time. So here the gang was, hiding in the bushes and trees of your lawn covering their clothes in dirt and burs to try and catch something incriminating.
              “And how many people did you see her kill?” Max asked with a skeptical glance. Dustin felt a ping of annoyance. How many times did he have to be right for his friends to just trust him for once? Last time he checked, he was always right so moving forward they should just believe everything he says until he dies. God’s most knowledgeable profit, but his least convincing soldier. 
              “Eddie back me up on this please.” Dustin requested. 
              “Look I didn’t see her do anything, but I did see her leave with someone who went missing soon after.” The metalhead raised his hands in defense and left it at that.
              “That’s cirumstancial,” Mike started.
              “At best.” Max finished.
              “Will you guys shut up and let me focus?” Dustin adjusted his binoculars and scanned over the windows one more time. Only one light was on, in your living room but he didn’t see any sign of a struggle or even your shadow to indicate that you were even home. “I’m not getting anything. We’re gonna have to sneak in.”
              “And how do you plan on doing that?”
                The group jumped back at the intrusive voice that none of them recognized. You stood with a grin on your face leaning up against one of the many trees.
              “I-uh.” Mike stuttered. Shit they had been had. They had to react quickly if they were going to get out of this alive, or without you calling the cops on them 
              “We were coming to-”
              “Welcome you to town!” Lucas finished Dustin’s sentence. The others were nodding their heads agreeing. You blinked twice and gave them a look.
              “No please, I wanna see what your plan to get into my house was gonna be.” You said with a sinister look. The kid’s hearts were sinking. There were five of them and one of you, but they didn’t know if you had any weapons hidden on your person. If you had a knife they could dog pile you, but that still risked one or more of them getting stabbed. Something none of them had on the to do list for today. What was your background? Did you have any previous training? Max was calculating which of the group would be the easiest to trip so she could make a run for it. Her money was on Mike and his stupid long limbs. 
              You took a step forward towards the group, an intimidating aura surrounded you. Things were turning out to be a lot more serious than they were previously expecting. Twigs broke as the group started to back up, more and more as you pursued them.
              “We can leave. And like, never come back.” Max offered. Mike and Lucas vocally agreed.
              “I don’t know….” You stalked closer. “I might have to take one of you to make sure you don’t tell anyone about what I’m up to.” Your eyes narrowed as you looked them over one by one, sizing them up. This was it.
              “We won’t tell anyone!”
              “We promise…”
              Your eyes flitted to Eddie, he shifted his weight on either foot as you looked him up and down. “Maybe I’ll take the long haired one…keep him in my basement as my little pet.” Eddie’s eyes widened. Had he not been so scared in the moment he knew he’d definitely be sporting a blush right now. 
              “Yes you should definitely do that.”
              “EDDIE!” They shouted. He made a pointed look at them, then back at you holding his hands out like he was going to be cuffed.
              “If this is what I have to do to keep you kids safe….then this is what has to happen.” Eddie held his head high and voice never wavered. Plus being the pet for a pretty new girl in town didn’t sound so bad. The sound of them arguing almost made your laughter unheard. They shared looks with each other before turning their attention to you again.
              “I’m not going to kidnap anyone!” You chuckled some more to yourself.
              “So I’m not going to be your pet thing you keep in the basement and makeout with time to time?” Eddie asked suddenly feeling deflated. Dustin smacked him on the shoulder.
              “No! I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you guys anyway come on.” You walked out of the brush and started towards your house when none of them followed. “Well?”
              “How do we know that we can trust you? What happened to Mr. Lin?” Dustin asked. You took a breath and sighed.  
              “He’s currently in a rehabilitation center and serving for the murder of three girls from nearby schools.” You explained.
              “He’s a murderer?”
              “Well actually he was a vampire praying on teenage girls but tomato tomatoe ya know?” You ignored their pestering questions and herded them into your house. This was going to be a long night, but it was easier to talk to them this way than form a bond naturally through going to sporting events and school fundraisers. Someone had to keep this town and neighboring ones safe and now it was your job to take care of things.
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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s1 mike would’ve never let this slide
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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how the hell do i talk to people
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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This is a pro-choice blog.
It’s an I wanted this baby but at my anatomy scan I found out my baby will die after it’s born blog.
It’s an I’m not financially, mentally or emotionally stable enough to bring a child into this world blog.
It’s an I can’t live with the result of my sexual assault blog.
It’s an I miscarried but the fetus will not evacuate on its own blog.
It’s an I will die if I carry this to term blog.
It’s an I don’t want to be fucking pregnant blog.
It’s a pro-choice blog.
If you see this decision as a win, educate yourself. People with uteruses WILL die. And if that’s okay with you, don’t claim you’re pro-life.
Oh, and a big, fat FUCK YOU.
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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I see you unfollowing. Good. Don’t fucking stop. This blog is pro choice, pro gay, pro black, pro trans, pro sex work, pro go fuck yourself
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hank-mcdankblade · 2 years
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you're so weird and creepy *kicking my legs*
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