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ladyimmortalanne · 2 months
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he definitely fucks but there’s no way he fucks normal
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ladyimmortalanne · 2 months
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he definitely fucks but there’s no way he fucks normal
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ladyimmortalanne · 3 months
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ladyimmortalanne · 3 months
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Falling Star, 1884 by Witold Pruszkowski (Polish, 1846–1896)
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ladyimmortalanne · 9 months
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Jeremy Allen White Pops Beers Without an Opener | Vanity Fair
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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I made something for the people who are still in this man's chokehold. We're not leaving anytime soon either.
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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eddie munson photos that make me fall in love with him all over again ♡
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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eddie munson photos that make me fall in love with him all over again pt.2 ♡
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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He’s just so 😃😊
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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VHS Coffin Cases
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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Annie • blacklillybee
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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i've been saying this for a while but i really think vecna singled out eddie for a reason. Vecna could've gotten to Chrissy whenever he wanted, but he waited till she went to eddie's trailer. he had his hooks in max, eddie's neighbour. he dragged fred out into the forest and killed him just mere miles from where eddie was hiding from the cops. he knew Patrick was looking for eddie with jason and killed him again, right in front of eddie. Eddie is a constant witness in these murders, everyone is brought near him and then killed and a gate is made. could vecna not get into eddies mind to lure him close? cause homeboy has enough trauma to last a lifetime maybe 2, Vecna totally could've found something inside his mind to get him like he did the others but he didn't. even after he watched chrissy die, that would've been enough trauma for vecna to weasel his way into eddie's mind but he couldn't. so he got to nancy instead. it's not just a coincidence that venca pinned all these murders on some kid, he didn't do it by accident. there's a reason he picked eddie
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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Eddie Sleeping HCs
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He definitely doesn’t go down to sleep easy, especially before he meets you. Too many thoughts, too many echoing memories keeping him kicking the blankets around and cracking his knuckles a million times as he stares up at the ceiling. So he learns to get himself a little buzzed (and sometimes a lot buzzed) just so he can make it all fade away. For a few rough years, it’s more of him passing out than it is falling asleep, leading to him waking up in last night’s clothes and leaving some questionable stains on his mattress.
But when he meets you, he doesn’t have to sedate himself anymore. In fact, the first time you fall asleep together, he doesn’t even realize he’s dozing off. He’s snuggled up next to you, limbs all intertwined and eyes barely peeking out above the covers. He twists his fingers through yours and swipes his thumb steadily back and forth over your skin, planning to keep watch while you drift off. But before your eyes even begin to close, his blink shut completely. His breaths grow heavy and fall into a slow, even rhythm. His mouth hangs the tiniest bit open, sweet little snores sounding from his nose. He’s completely out almost instantly. Your bed is just so warm, your scent is just so you, your hand in his is just so soft and makes him feel so safe, like a little kid crossing the street with his mommy. His thumb finally stills and you lift his knuckles to your lips, brushing soft little kisses over them until you join him in a blissful slumber.
Eddie is really impossible to look away from, even when he’s sleeping. He puts on quite a show, although he’s completely unaware of it. He mumbles in his sleep A LOT. Every now and again you’ll get a very clear sentence or phrase, which you often recognize from conversations you had earlier that day. Sometimes it’ll be deadly quiet in the middle of the night and he’ll just say, “yeah,” out of nowhere, it’s the most bizarre thing. But almost every night you get some sort of mumbling, his lips twitching to form words you can’t quite make out.
AND HE SMILES IN HIS SLEEP ALL THE TIME AND IT MAKES YOU LOSE YOUR GODDAMN MIND EVERY TIME. The corners of his mouth will just start to curl up, only for a second or two, and it’s the best secret about him no one else will ever know. Those smiles are yours and only yours. Not even he knows about them.
He laughs in his sleep, too, and sometimes nods his head to a beat you can’t hear. Sometimes his arms stretch around your waist and tug you in tighter, and you just want to die.
He’s definitely not a morning person, definitely always looks more than a little disheveled and puffy and worse for wear when he first wakes up. He lets you smooth his hair out just a little bit while he blinks into the daylight and tries to comprehend the fact he’s awake or even alive.
And the second he hits you with that morning voice… it’s over.
Some days he doesn’t wake up until he’s already been rutting into you for several minutes and is seconds away from cumming. Once he’s conscious, he wastes no time sliding into you in earnest, something you gave him the green light for early on. The morning sex doesn’t last long, but the instinctual grunts and moans that leave his lips in the process are more than you could ask for. And once that first orgasm really wakes him up, as it always does, it’s always followed by at least a couple of your own, depending how much of your morning he can get away with stealing.
And then he wants cereal. A lot of it. Now.
So you stumble together into the kitchen, joints cracking and a hand playfully slapping your ass. He sits you up on the counter and starts his groggy tornado from cabinet to cabinet, whipping you up a couple of bowls and humming a song in that deep fucking morning voice all the way. He hands you your bowls and stands between your legs while you both crunch away. Sometimes he looks mischievously into your eyes and jumps right into making plans for the rest of the day. Sometimes he lets his head fall on your shoulder between bites, still not quite ready to be conscious. Sometimes you just smile at each other and say nothing, stealing kisses on each other’s cheeks and foreheads and jawlines and noses.
It always ends with him whisking you off the counter and into the shower before switching on his stereo and joining you. He sings in the shower, mostly to make you laugh. You give each other Mohawks with your shampoo suds. It’s disgusting, and he can’t believe he ever survived a morning without it.
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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eddie ‘wear whatever you want baby i can fight’ munson
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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#chocolate button eyes (6/?)
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ladyimmortalanne · 1 year
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eddie is a serial butt slapper. no matter where you are, at home or in public. it could just be a little tap to your bum as you walk past or a mean nasty whack as you bend over to reach something. he sees your ass and his hand is winding up ready to go
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