#like. hashtag felt lmao

[bylertruther]

i was doing my regular rewatch the other day and tbh... lonnie and will's relationship is so unsettling. lonnie literally did not give a single goddamn fuck that his own twelve year old son was missing and later "dead". he just... did not fucking care! at all. couldn't even pretend to. jonathan comes to tell him what happened and we see that...

lonnie got joyce's call and still didn't care to reach out,

when jonathan tells him this is serious and real, he mocks will by saying "he was never very good at taking care of himself" (which is already disturbing considering this is his son he's talking about, but especially so when you remember that lonnie abused will for being gay and tried to get him to like "masculine" things),

he's already talking to jonathan about seeing him more and reconnecting, like will isn't fucking missing, like he's already fucking dead and he's moved on, as if will is some stranger or worse someone that never existed at all,

instead of feeling any kind of shame about jonathan not believing him when he says will isn't there and him looking in the actual fucking trunk of his car, he just makes a joke out of it asking if jonathan's gonna check up his ass too,

his neglect is brought up again when jonathan slams one of the posters to his chest and tells him "in case you forgot what he looks like",

and that's not even touching on the fact that the very first thing we see lonnie do when jonathan enters the house is fucking shove and pin him to the wall, telling him "you got stronger".

like, he is not a good man in the slightest—the complete antithesis of the byers we know.

and then afterward... lonnie finally decides to come back. he's being nice to joyce and pretending like he's the man of the house again. like he's finally come home to fix and save his family.

he goes to will's funeral and treats it like a schmoozing event, like that isn't his youngest son being buried right in front of him, showing less emotion than one of will's classmates that hasn't ever even talked to him.

but... he's not there because he's had a sudden change of heart.

no, he's there because he has something to gain out of this unimaginable tragedy. his own youngest son is dead and he comes back home to collect a fucking check for it. because he's never cared about will, hasn't ever even seen him as a human being, he just... sees his death as something he can benefit from.

it's just so fucked up and so sinister. lonnie isn't a man riddled with vices, beholden to some disease which makes him act in ways most unbecoming. no, he's... just a man. a small, manipulative, and cruel leech of a man that just doesn't fucking care and is in it only for himself.

it's just... it's really tragic to think that will really was dealing with monsters way before that first demogorgon ever came through the gate.

and even then... that demogorgon was an animal acting as animals do / possessed by vecna and you can't really blame it for that. but what's lonnie's excuse, huh?

#like. hashtag felt lmao #a lot of ppl write lonnie as an alcoholic and i feel like ... lonnie just being a bad person because he Is a bad person without the help of #any vices is just... so much more terrifying and painful. #because then it's just lonnie. just a man who doesn't care about his son. a man who views his baby boy as less than a bug. a man who #doesn't care or hold any affection in his heart because he just simply does not fucking want to or care to. he doesn't care if will is in #danger. he doesn't care if will is dead at the bottom of the quarry. he doesn't care not because he's drunk or high but just.. because. #he couldn't turn will into what he thinks is a proper man so in his mind he's thinking well.. if i can't get anything out of him like that #then i'm at least gonna get my money's worth with this wrongful death case. #a man making the choice to be evil. to inflict pain purposely. for no gain whatso-fucking-ever. #bc at least vecna does it to gain more power to achieve world domination. but lonnie is just a piece of shit that abuses kids. #water is wet lmao but... i feel like stranger things manages to be so fucking dark sometimes and yet it just... it's treated so normally #that you almost don't even notice it. bc ur just viewing this story from the perspective of a character and for them it IS normal #i just. yeah. idk. Thinking Thotz Over Here #it's so fucked up when u stop to think abt it lmao like. if will doesn't get his happy ending bro....... #abuse tw #byers #lonnie #mine

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

albus severus is the human embodiment of be gay do crime, in this essay I will-

#shitposting in its rawest form #im right though #this boy saw that phrase said bet and never looked back #harrys a cop its neccesary rebellion #and he is into some dark magic shit i am telling you right now #he has been dabbling #he commits low level crimes on the daily #and is very open to high level crimes when the situation arises 😗😗 #source: my brain #also actually the entire fucking play #that is not a teenager who follows rules or makes sound sensible decisions #hes the type of kid to just go out one day and accidentally commit fraud embezzlement buglary and join the mafia or something #half by accident half just cause he felt like it 🤷🏻‍♂️ #scorpius is not like this yet is always by als side when hes getting into trouble so he might as well be lmao #the be gay bit is very self explantory #he would commit unspeakable crimes for scorpius which just ties it all together so nicely #scorpius is the source of his gay and his crime 🙏🏻 #hashtag soulmates 😍😍 #albus severus potter #scorpius malfoy #hpcc #scorbus

[manicpixiedreamcurl]

Just Make it Better｡*.✧

Pairing | Eddie Munson x bartender!reader

Warnings | 18+ only, porn with a fair bit of plot, swearing, oral (female receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, AU where the pull out method is infallible, he comes on reader but like in a romantic way. 

Word Count | ~4,830

A/N | Eddie: that's what's killing the kids!!! Me, twirling my hair: haha, wow, so true, Eddie.

It was super fun to watch stranger things 4 late and say to myself, wow Eddie is so cute, I wonder if there’s any fics of him, then hop on tumblr and find out he's the internet's latest boyfriend. Happy to be here with you all. 

“Hi, sweet boy,” you coo, squatting down to let the little black and white cat rub his face against your hand. When you place the plate down for him, he lets you keep petting him for a while before he goes for it, as if he knows that’s the price of the food you bring him each night. 

You’ve been affectionately calling him Banjo, after the instrument that was playing in the bar the first time you saw him, when he was all skin and bones. His fur is softer and fuller since you first encountered him mewling by the dumpster behind the Hideout. Steady meals and a little love have brought back his willingness to groom himself. “You’re looking real cute these days, mister.”

“You really know how to make a guy jealous.” You jump at the sudden voice from behind, falling on your ass on the ground beside your stray friend. Banjo, who has become less jumpy the longer you’ve known him, doesn’t even look up from his dinner. 

“Jesus Christ, Eddie!” You yell, pushing yourself up to stand, rubbing your hands on the front of your denim shorts.

You should have known he’d appear. He never let a Tuesday go by without talking to you, but you’d thought you could avoid him today. Banjo was probably here twenty minutes ago, waiting for you, but you kept yourself behind the bar until Eddie and his band were almost finished on the makeshift stage in the corner of the Hideout. You’d thought, foolishly, that he might take the hint and leave before you came back inside. 

If he had, it would have guaranteed you another week of not going home with him.

“Didn’t mean to scare you,” he says in earnest, having the humility to look a little guilty. “Just wondering why the little guy gets all the compliments.”

You don’t answer, embarrassed that Eddie saw you acting like that. All soft for a dumb cat. He might get ideas about the kind of person you are.

“What are you doing out here, anyway?”

“Was looking for you. Wanted to tell you the big news,” he grins, widening his arms. “You are looking at a member of the Hawkins High graduating class of 1986. Got the diploma and everything.”

Your look is impassive. “Amazing to think what somebody can achieve in just ten years.”

“Only six, actually,” he corrects, joy unwavering. He watches you pick up Banjo’s plate and give him a couple long strokes down his back, standing to the side to keep the back door open and allow you through. 

“So, what’s next, Eddie? Let me guess. MIT, right?”

It’s mean, you know it is. But you can’t help yourself when it comes to him. 

When you first started working at the Hideout, the Summer after you yourself graduated, you tried keeping him at arm’s length gently. You were all one word answers for a while. But he could deal with that, easily. Half the kids in his club started like that. He’d coaxed every one of them out of their shell, building them up from shy, quiet boys to almost-men willing to stand on a shitty little stage and play their own music in front of a whole room of people who’d maybe rather they weren’t there.

So you’d changed tack. Instead, for the last year, you’ve been trying to beat him away. Trying to make it as clear as possible.

I’m not worth it. I’m not good for you. I won’t ever make you happy. 

The success of this tactic had been hampered, you knew, by the way you let him take you back to his uncle’s trailer every once in a while.

“I’ve got plans,” Eddie’s eyes sparkle, more sure of himself than a new graduate has any right to be.

“And these plans involve continuing to play here every Tuesday,”

“Well, I know you’d miss our little chats,” he says. “Besides, we are technically supposed to get paid for playing here, and I haven’t actually seen Tommy in like two months?” 

You hum. That sounds about right. Tommy had started to make a habit of letting you close up on Tuesdays, especially. “Try letting him smack your ass next time you see him,” you answer. “That usually puts him in a good enough mood to pay properly.” 

Eddie makes a face like he’s considering it. “We’ll maybe make that Plan B.”

That almost earns him a smile, but you push it down. “Great, now, get out from behind the bar.”

Eddie bows his head a little like he’s apologising. He jogs round the bar, hair flying behind him before he settles himself on the stool across from you. 

“Honey?” You glance down the bar at one of the regulars. “Can I get two beers for me and my buddy?”

“Uh-huh, which buddy’s that, Murphy?” He makes a non committal noise, gesturing vaguely behind him. “Yeah, nice try, but we agreed, three tops. This is the last one, then it’s Pepsi for the rest of the night, okay?”

He grunts, but doesn’t complain, just grabbing the open beer you hand him and returning to his place at the edge of the room. 

You glance at Eddie, finding him smiling at you warmly. “So, what did you think of the show?”

You purse you lips, trying to look like you’re really thinking about it. “You certainly make me appreciate the talents of real musicians, Eddie.”

In truth, you admire Eddie and his friends, playing their music every Tuesday for an audience that barely realises they’re there. And it’s good; loud and real and alive. Stuff you’d listen to in the car, if you had one, and if they ever made a real record.

And you like watching him play, especially. Eddie has always had confidence you couldn’t believe, but when he’s got a guitar in his hands it’s like it has somewhere to go. The way he looks with his head thrown back, hair wild about his face. It’s half the reason you tried to avoid him tonight, knowing you were too worked up to say no if he asked to take you back to his.

“Your children are waiting on you,” you tell him, looking pointedly behind him at his bandmates who you know for a fact are too young to be in here. They’re watching both of you with the dumb grins boys get when their friends talk to a girl. God, you can believe he just graduated. This feels exactly like being in high school. 

“I can, uh, give them a ride and come back for you, if you want,” he says, gently, scratching the side of his neck. 

You swallow, knowing exactly what will happen if you let Eddie bring you back to his trailer. You mentally count how long it’s been since you let him touch you. At least a month. Longer, if the warmth between your thighs is any indicator. 

This is the worst part. However you say it, accepting his invitation is telling him that you’re thinking about him, that you want him. 

“Okay,” you say lightly. Looking away from his eyes, so intent on you. 

“Yeah?” He grins, throwing his shoulders back and nodding. “Okay, I will see you at one then.”

You hum, still trying to make it seem like you don’t care either way. When he’s gone, you squeeze your eyes shut in embarrassment and regret. Fuck, why couldn’t you just tell him, once and for all, that you aren’t interested. He’d listen, you know he would. He wouldn’t like it, but if you really told him that you didn’t want to keep doing this, that he should stop talking to you, stop inviting you home, then he would. 

You’re resigned to it, the rest of the night. Even as you’re flipping chairs on top of tables, you’re rehearsing what to say. Listen, I’m just gonna go home, you plan out every word in your head. I don’t think this is going where you want it to, Eddie, and we’ll both be better off if you leave me be from now on.

Only, there he is at the window, smiling and waving at you like an excited boy about to take you to prom. 

He even opens the passenger door of his van for you.

The whole way, he talks at you easily, letting you wallow in silence. He tells you about his final month at high school, the way he’d clawed his way towards a D in English, which surprises you, given how much he reads. 

It’s strange, listening to him talk about something that feels so long ago, now, for you. But you were there, together at one point, even if you never spoke to Eddie at all while you were. Different circles, different friends. Not that any of yours lasted past senior year. Eddie was the only person you talked to from school, these days. 

It has you thinking, what it would have been like if you’d spoken to Eddie, properly, when you were in high school still. What would he have thought of you, if he knew you before life decided things were a little too good and kicked you in the teeth? Would he like you better without the jagged edges? Would you let him be sweet with you, outside of his bed, like he wants to be?

Eddie lets you into his trailer first, directing you straight to his bedroom, as always, after the one time Wayne had come home early. He hadn’t caught you on your knees for Eddie, the way you had been when you heard his car pull up in the middle of the night. But he had caught sight of you disappearing into the bathroom. He had seen Eddie standing there with your bra held behind his back, trying to casually untuck his shirt from his newly pulled up pants to cover the wet patch where you had pressed your mouth over the denim just to see him throw his head back. 

It had taken him two months to get you here again.

“So, they both have girlfriends?” You ask, incredulous, breathing out smoke that already has you a little more relaxed, a little giggly with him. He’s telling you about the youngest in his group, and the weird way they try to one up each other when they talk about the girls that conveniently both live in different states.

“So they claim,” he nods, taking the offered joint from your fingers and resting it in the ashtray beside his bed. “Amazing how times change. Girls were certainly not impressed by guys that play fantasy games, when I was fifteen.”

You hum, not sure that’s true. You remember Eddie at fifteen. He was just starting to grow his hair out, and it looked crazy, sure. But his eyes were as they are now, big and expressive. 

“Maybe not when you were fifteen, but don’t tell me you haven’t had a couple cheerleaders going through a rebellious phase in this bed over the years.” There’s a pause, and you catch Eddie glancing up at the ceiling. You howl a laugh. “I fucking knew it. Some metalhead you are. You liked the same girls all those basketball players were into.”

“No need to be jealous, sweetheart,” 

That has you rolling your eyes, whether he’s right or not. “As if I’d be jealous of Hayley Matthews.” You watch his eyes for a twitch, any hint of being caught out, but he’s just watching you, unamused. “Olivia? Zoe Miller!” His expression is unflinching, increasingly frustrating you. You grab his wrist and squeeze. “C’mon, tell me!” 

He tries to shake your hand off his wrist but you just hold on to it with the other, opening your mouth to try and irritate him more when he grabs your hands in his and presses them together, pinning them against your stomach. Arousal zings up your back, the wetness between your legs that has been there since he first strummed a chord at the bar suddenly much more noticeable. 

None of this gets past Eddie, who shakes his head at you in disapproval, voice harsh. “You know, you’re getting kind of predictable, sweetheart.” 

You rub your thighs together, anticipation making your head a little fuzzy already. You’re so close to getting what you want from him. In a second, he’ll flip you over and tug off your shorts, pull your hips up and bend himself over your back. Then he’ll give you his cock, and his groans in the air above your head. He’ll let you bite his sheets and smell him on them. Soon you’ll feel good and owned until your head is empty, like you want it.

Only, Eddie just lets your hands go, and backs away from you. You watch, fighting a pout as he stands by the bed and removes his t-shirt, grinning at the way your eyes dart between his tattoos, his necklace, then back to his face. He reaches for you, grasps your hips and this is it. But he’s not turning you over. He’s pulling you towards him, your ass almost hanging off the side of his mattress, his big hands resting on your hips. He lets you squirm and avoid eye contact for a second before he works the button of your shorts open, pulling them down your legs and off your feet. He throws them over his shoulder in a way that might make you laugh at him if he weren’t staring at you like that. 

Eddie hums, hooking his arms under your legs to open them up for him. He leans his body over yours, and for a second you think he’s going to kiss you. But his lips find your neck instead, soft kisses he trails down to the neckline of your shirt. He shoves the fabric of it up, up and over your chest, face still pressed against your collar bone when he tucks his fingers into your bra to pull it down over your tits. 

You let him do everything wordlessly, not exactly able to complain even if he’s doing this softer, slower than you normally get him to. His breath goes a little funny when he pulls back to glance at your chest, but he’s back to himself in a second, burying his face against the skin between your tits before he drags his lips up to pull at your nipple. You feel a little bit of teeth on the sensitive skin and whimper, pushing the heel of your hand into his sheets. 

You moan outright when he rubs his thumb against your clit over your panties, digging the material between your lips. You feel his grin against the underside of your breast, then on the skin by your belly button and above your panties. “Eddie,” you say, trying to sound put together even as he has you ready to beg. “You don’t have to.”

He pulls your panties to the side with one hand and glides his fingers up your pussy with the other, stopping at your clit to give you a little rub with the rough pads of his guitarist fingers. “I can see that,” he answers, grinning and dropping to his knees by the edge of the bed. He pulls your panties further to the right and out to let him get his head where he wants it. 

You cry out his name when he gets his mouth on you, immediately lifting your hips up and off the bed with your feet on the edge. You feel his laugh against your cunt as he presses you gently back down to the mattress. There’s no teasing, just his wet, soft tongue playing with your button, drifting down to give your hole a wide lick before he’s back looking after your clit. 

Your hand is gentle, threading through the hair at the top of his head to hold him to you, even though he doesn’t even pull away for a second. You dare yourself to look away from his ceiling, down your own torso to his face between your legs, whining to find him with his eyes already on you. 

You feel the tips of his fingers circling your hole, rubbing over your entrance before letting them glide inside, pressing immediately against the spot that has you throwing your other hand down to his hair and grasping him tighter. 

Everything is numb but the pleasure building deep in your cunt, his soft hair between your fingers and your thighs. “Eddie,” you gasp, needing something, you don’t know what. You whine, wanting him to know what to do to make it happen for you, like he always does. “Eddie, please.”

He shakes his head between your thighs, his tip of his tongue bullying your clit, and then he’s pulling your hand from his hair. Turning his palm to yours, he curls his ringed fingers between yours, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. 

You squeeze his big hand as he pushes you over, hips jerking against his face wildly. You cry out at the intensity of him still playing with your twitching button as the pleasure in that spot becomes unbearable. He gives your clit one final kiss, a little suction between his lips that has you slamming both your hands against the mattress repeatedly. When he takes his fingers from your pussy, you can feel the slick that follows them leaking out of you. Without hesitation, Eddie buries his fingers in his mouth, tongue dragging between them as he pulls them back out, already clean of you. 

The other hand, still grasped in your own, he brings to his lips as he stands. He presses his swollen, wet lips to the back of it, along your knuckles. 

When he untangles your fingers, your chest aches.

“C’mon,” he says, so gentle. “Want you naked.” 

You pull your top over your head, relief at the new cool air on your heated skin almost overwhelming. Eddie focuses on getting your underwear off while you remove your bra, then he tugs your socks off your feet. 

He smiles at you, tilting his head. His gaze moves over you, up from your swollen cunt to your face, which you’re sure is giving away everything you’re feeling. A little shock, some nerves. All your adoration. 

“So pretty, all over,” he says, kissing your knee that’s still tucked up to keep you open for him. “Pretty cunt, pretty tits, pretty face,” he grins against your skin. “Pretty girl.”

You can’t help yourself when you giggle, feeling a little manic from what just happened. Eddie’s eaten you out before, lots. Before and after he’s had his cock in you. But not like that, never so gentle yet frantic, like he was desperate to do it, not to get you wet enough for him, but to make you feel legless and soft on his bed. 

You miss his hand in yours. 

The metallic jangle of his belt buckle has you shaking your hips in excitement, wanting him now, now, now. 

“I know,” Eddie says, unzipping his pants and pushing them down over his narrow hips. His thick cock is flushed pink, his balls heavy and swollen and fuzzy with dark hair. The sight of his cock has you wrapping your hands around the back of your legs and pulling back, not even feeling judged or insecure when he laughs at your movement, but just more desperate. 

Eddie takes some deep, slow breaths, wrapping his hand around his swollen cock and pulling the skin back over his wet, sticky head. You don’t know why you’re not telling him to hurry up, you’re feeling desperate enough for it. But it doesn’t feel like your place right now, to tell him what to do with himself, or with you. 

Eddie watches your face as he drags the head of his cock up, his wide head catching your hole then pushing at your sensitive clit. Your mouth sits open, ready to moan when he finally gives it to you, but for now you’re just gasping, giving him little girlish whines that have his cock twitching in his hand.

He breathes out through his nose when he catches his cock against your entrance a final time, sliding himself into your wet, clenching cunt and groaning through his closed mouth. 

You clasp onto his shoulders as he builds his pace, stroking himself in and out of you steadily, the wet sound of your cunt clasping onto him filling the room. His hair falls round the sides of his head, and you wish that he’d tuck it behind his shoulders so you could see his lovely face better. 

He does, throwing his head back like a lion shaking its mane to get it out of his face, making you breathe a quick laugh. Eddie’s eyes are so soft on you, then, his hands gentle on your hips. “You wanted to see me, huh?” 

He always knows. 

“Mmm-hmm,” you whine, fingers digging into him.

“You like looking at me while I fuck you?” You shift your hips against his, dizzy with the questions when you don’t want to be thinking anymore, not when his cock is finally getting good use of your cunt like you wanted. “C’mon,” he murmurs, leaning over you, his face now close to yours. Oh, that makes you squeeze around him, enough that you see him pull his eyebrows together. “You like looking at me?”

“Yeah,” you whine, hoping that’s the last of it.

“You’re usually so mean to me,” he breathes, hand coming up to stroke the hair back from your forehead. You mewl at the stuttered thrusts he gives you, grasping him pleadingly. “So fucking mean all the time, but that’s okay.” He smiles at you, thumb stroking over the top of your cheek. “It’s what you need, so you can be good for me like this. Isn’t that right?” 

You’re staring at his big eyes, your vision steadily blurring. “Yes, Eddie,”

“Yeah, I thought so, baby,” he coos, pressing kisses under your eyes. “And you’re so good for me when I get my cock inside you,” he nods you through your cry, letting you know it’s all okay. “So good for me when I touch you.”

“I wanna be good,” you tell him, feeling overwhelmed, but suddenly desperate for him to know. 

“Oh, sweetheart,” 

“I wanna be good, Eddie,” you cry, tears finally falling down the sides of your eyes. He hushes you, holding your face in his big hands, thumbs wiping the wetness away from your burning cheeks. You squeeze his shoulders, wanting him to kiss you. 

It’s like he knows. He always fucking knows. Eddie presses his soft lips to yours, breathing in your cries from the constant movement of him over you, inside you. He draws his hips back, then up as he pushes in and oh God. 

“Eddie,” you gasp.

“That’s it, yeah?” You nod desperately, reaching out almost blind through the tears in your eyes to find his hand and drag it to the top of your cunt, his laugh above you breathy. “I’ve got you,” Eddie says, letting you press his fingers to your clit. He flattens three of them against your sensitive button, rubbing in wide circles that have your thighs shaking. 

You realise suddenly that you’ve been holding your breath, feeling it fall out of you in a wail. You stare at his face as the feeling builds, spreading from the spot the head of Eddie’s cock is dragging against with each thrust to your clit and up your spine. His cheeks are spotted pink, the hair covering his forehead frizzy but for where it’s sticking to his skin. His wide eyes are intent on yours as he nods. “C’mon,” he says, his cock twitching and you realise he needs you to get yours first. “Let me feel it, then I’ll give you my cum all over your little pussy, just how you like.”

Your whole body spasms when you come, your toes curling, your legs pushing up and out enough that Eddie has to put some effort into keeping you in place. He’s murmuring praise all the way through, telling you how good you are for him, how nice your little pussy feels clenching and pulling at his cock. 

“You, now,” you say, encouraging him along, wanting to see him and feel the evidence of his pleasure on you. 

Eddie gives a long groan, and you feel his cock twitch and flex inside before he drags himself from your hole. It sounds like it hurts to leave your warmth, and a little, insane, part of you thinks about telling him to put it back in and cum inside, if that’s what he wants. 

But he’s already at the edge. You watch through hooded eyes as he plays with his cock over your sex, curling his body over yours and slapping his hand on the mattress by your head. You place your palm on the side of his neck and he kisses your wrist quickly, groaning against your skin when he comes, ropes of him landing on your wet, clenching pussy. 

His hips twitch in the air as he coaxes out the final drops, letting himself rub his head against your sensitive clit, leaving his cum there even as your body twitches and jumps in protest. 

Your hand keeps rubbing the side of his neck without you even thinking about it, drifting up to scratch at the back of his head when he falls into you, his face pressed into the skin between your tits. You feel a little numb all over, apart from the space when his warm breath is leaving your skin hot and wet. 

Eddie kisses the inside of your breasts quickly, making to pull away but you’re grabbing him, wrapping your arms under his and around his torso. 

“No, don’t go!” You cry, the thought of the cold air he’s about to let touch your skin making you shiver. The fear that he’ll laugh at you hits with intensity, but you only hear his harsh breaths mingling with yours. 

“’m not going anywhere,” he assures you, kissing your chest again. “Just gonna get something to clean you up, then I’ll be right back, okay?” He nods, guiding you to nod too, loosening your arms a little. “Okay,” he breathes, pulling himself slowly from you. 

You stare at the ceiling when he’s gone, legs left open like you’re keeping the space for him. 

Your thighs shake when you feel a wet cloth, gentle and just cold enough to soothe your hot cunt. Eddie cleans around your thighs, which have been wet with you own slick the whole evening. His touch leaves you for a minute, then he’s back with a cool glass, hand on the back of your head, tipping water into your pliant mouth. Then, he’s pulling your boneless body up to sit and dragging a new t-shirt over your torso. The smell of him, smoke and masculine aftershave, embraces you, letting your already fuzzy brain float a little further away from any impending anxiety. 

You feel the bed shift and creak, then he pulls you up the bed away from the wet patch you’ve left on the sheets, settling you against his chest as he leans upright against his pillows. 

You drift a little at the feeling of his hand on your upper arm, gently stroking. Your eyes close, you don’t know for how long, maybe seconds, maybe minutes, but Eddie’s still there with a gentle caress.

You stare at the dark hair on his chest, trying to enjoy the afterglow even as shame starts to build in your chest. Your brain is already mocking you, for all the things you just said, all the things you let him coax from you. 

And he knows.

"If you want, the fur ball can come live here."

You blink, not following at all, and you’re not sure if it’s the weed from earlier or Eddie himself that’s caused it. "What?"

"Yeah, Wayne wouldn't mind as long as he doesn't have to be the one to feed him," he says, looking like he’s thinking it through even as he speaks, and you remember he saw you with the cat.

“You mean you’d look after Banjo?” You ask without thinking, still staring at his chest, not even realising you just told him you went as far as giving the street cat you feed every day its very own silly pet name. 

He keeps stroking the top of your arm. “Yeah, he could terrorise the birds in the woods to his fluffy little heart’s content.” Eddie’s fingers move, up and down, up and down. "And you could come visit him, I don't know, every day maybe." 

Your breath is unsteady. Slowly, you let yourself rest your arm over his torso, almost hugging him. 

"I think he would like that."

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fic #service top eddie munson #aka the real eddie munson #there is a cat that just lies on a dumped mattress on my street every day #and for weeks i'd walk past him at like 6am on my way to work and just like wave #then one day they gave me a proper meeow and ran right up to me and rubbed against my leg and and i felt hashtag blessed #and i was like hey that feels like a cool start to a fic #cause that's how i think #and then the cat became a real proper metaphor #like a metaphor that real writers use in this stranger things smut fic lmao #anyway #lov eddie he soft #(✿ ♡‿♡)💖 #my stuff

[vyeoh]

Not to sound incredibly pretentious but I am genuinely concerned with how "strong visual aesthetic" is becoming conflated automatically with "good movie". Like the nightmare scenario is that movies just look pretty while saying absolutely nothing

#vio.rant #yes this is about barbie #like literally what did it truely say about feminism #like what did it contribute? that people should be a person outside of their gender? that there are double standards for women?? #and THAT is radical and groundbreaking????? like it was a fun movie but it did not get snubbed lmao #it just was mattell's pr movie that quoted literally every canva hashtag instagram feminism graphic out there #like greta gurwig is a good director this was just not her best work at all. same goes for margot robbie #like sorry i just was not tuned into barbie's story arc at all. #also im just keg got a nom because it was. just the best song in the movie? both story incorporation wise and writing #ive always kinda felt that they uh prolly shouldnt have given ken the only musical number in a movie about barbie but eh thats what they did #but yeah. i feel like people only like it bc its v pretty (which. the set design is INCREDIBLE) but thats not the same as a good movie yunno #maybe thats just where cis people are in terms of gender theory which. that is unfortunate

[duskittycat]

"bihets" aka "any bisexual person (but almost invariably a bi woman) who has ever dated someone of another gender, ever"

#rory yells at cloud #biphobia #thank god i don't see that word nearly as often as i used to in like. 2017/2018 when ace discourse was at its peak #and exclus felt the need to start taking potshots at other hashtag Problematic identities too #but i still think abt how it's such a shitty term lmao. like how dare you date.. multiple genders.. why not be a True Gay instead.. #and that's not even getting into the rancid misogyny either lol

[petekaos]

We’re partners.

Shahid Kapoor as Sunny and Bhuvan Arora as Firoz in

FARZI (2023), dir. Raj & DK Episode 4: Dhanrakshak

#farzi #farzi amazon prime #tvedit #dailypoc #pocsource #shahid kapoor #bhuvan arora #indian drama #okay there were some monumental moments btwn the 2 of them this episode but none where they were alone LMAO #i rly had to scrub to find any twoshots bc yasir chacha was with them a lot #they were actually so boyfriends this ep tho ... sunny being protective over firoz eg shielding him from the emotional trauma of seeing #naanu go through so much pain and having to be in this hospital PLUS them being kidnapped and sunny making sure firoz is okay #in the way that his first words after they come back to consciousness being 'firoz are you okay?' AND the give me your hand ... #like what was the reason for that moment. he said it so tenderly too ... #can only explain it this way: sunny felt bad after the whole kidnapping thing and wanted to comfort firoz using - once again! - #physical touch. that's their THING man :(( #anyway i hashtag love them and all and the next eps only get more intense <3 #rahul.gif

[karinyosa]

cleaning out my following list and am being reminded of the phase i had where i was trying to make myself feel about being wlw the way i felt about being mlm (which is not what i called it at the time and also i was bisexual at this time) and i did this by. following every random carol fan blog i could find jshdsjhshjdsdcjhsdjchsbjdcgshdcjsdghcjh

#to be fair this phase introduced me to some banger media #but i literally was like so disturbed by how i felt about mlm media that i tried to compensate by placing myself in as much proximity to wl #media/aesthetics as possible shjhsjdhsjhcjshkcjhs??????? #i was trying to train myself to be sapphic/a better sapphic????? and also present as such. Online #which. like i feel like sapphic is a different thing from being wlw/gay (for women) but thats another conversation #but yeah LMAO i was like i need to be reading/watching more WOMAN media. man PURGE #bizarre form of not quite conversion therapy i dont even know what to say lmaooooooo #karinyo.txt #but yeah no like the way i dressed was to an extent how i imagined a specific type of bisexual/sapphic woman might dress #and i was trying to seek out wlw media that was like. the wlw equivalent of the mlm media i liked. like i thought the issue was the type #of media i'd seen. this is how i got into within the wires #which is a BANGER podcast to be fair wtw season 2 SLAPS. love those insane old women <3 #but no yeah i was like. it's hashtag carol christmas smiling emoji smiling emoji #literally hello fellow sapphics #this is why part of me is still like maybe the only reason i dont like girls is becuse i associate that with being a woman HJDHFJSHJ #like maybe when he gets on testosterone he'll be slightly more bisexual #may also have had something to do with the fact that most of my friends strongly preferred women and/or ided as wlw-adjacent at the time? #like i also just partially wanted to be seen by them as having good taste shdskdsjdkj #hence. man purge

[mechahero]

//do y'all want to see a very dumb interaction i had playing a game earlier?

#//for context! my in game name is hashtagboymoment #//<- that but with an actual hashtag #//they seemed very upset and i'm not sure why??? #//it was affecting them in anyway? and i was just goofing around in the game? #//not sure why they felt the need to make it a problem #//i still think its funny that they were like 'you need to leave bc i told you to' like i dont give a shit if 'nobody wants me there' #//i'm playing the game for me! lmao #//and then they stood there looking at me and waiting for me to leave so i parked my ass on a chair and sat there in plain view #//and i just waited them out until they left BH JDHBNJGGHNJ #//literally wasn't even a problem at all esp in this game? with so many people with he/him pronouns in their names wearing skirts?? #//sorry for the ramble but its like gesturing to this come on now #backup log {ooc}

[the-furies]

sorry for the aro & aplat positivity spam sudden ly I thought about my identity too hard for a second and then got really giddy and happy . it might happen again 👍

#pk;m encyclopedia🔵 #and then that sudden happiness turned into sudden anxiety and panic Because I realized things about me are Contradictory #but then e-chem made the body eat some mac n cheese [👍!] and I felt better #so in short: #1. This thought project is still not finished [It's been like since Feb!!!! Hello!!!!!!!!!! Tbis should've been done BY Feb!!*] #[*SAYS THE GUY who's still used to these things taking literal Hours hashtag just source/canon things] #2. We have mental illness [emotional dysregulation]. #3. We have mENTAL ILLNESS !!! [Emotional dysregulation. Again. Oh my god.] #I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS THOUGHT but i Can't do the words rn On account of itlf i think too hard abt ot #the cycle will continue . Happy into Oh My God into Anxiety into Panic rinse and repeat #TBAT'S NOT NORMAL IS IT? no. I should... eat. more food. #tbat mac j cheese was rlly good I'm surprised HL didn't yoink front immediately #THAT RAMBLE *WILL* HAPPEN EVENTUALLY THOUGHT i like talking about myself. I like. *talking.* #i liek. Information :] and sharing and learning information. the brain foes not like that tjough which is why I only infodump to like #One person out-sys lmao . . Anyways! #We are out. Of our adhd meds! 👍!

[traitimdoithay]

talking about ghibli movies with me is really funny because people will ask if i’ve seen classics like spirited away and howl’s moving castle and the truth is i really haven’t so i’ll say so, and then they’ll ask the ones i have seen which are princess kaguya, when marnie was there, castle of cagliostro (it’s not a ghibli film but it’s undoubtedly a miyazaki film so i kind of count it), ocean waves... and then they either say “ohh i haven’t seen any/all of them!” or “oh i saw them but they’re not my favorites” so in the end we can’t talk anything ghibli LOL

#personal tag #i'm different.. i've seen the less popular ghibli movies... hashtag quirky #idk why that is honestly LMAO i've just never felt the need to see a ghibli movie in general #the only reason i've watched them is because of my one cousin who's a ghibli fan #actually it's hard to get me to watch movies in general you have to be like 'we're watching this' and i'll go with it LOL

[theperfectblonde]

Recovery always seems like such a good option until you’ve eaten enough for long enough that you start fearing food again even if you haven’t gained any weight 😀

#day x #I mean it will never NOT be a good option #but like gd does it freak me out #it just feels wrong to be eating quote unquote so much #I’ve even been eating extra in a day and like even though I’m constantly hungry I still feel like I shouldn’t eat #it’s so hard to know when to listen to hunger cues and when to listen to common sense lol #before it felt like the feeling of starving took over but now it’s hunger #and when you have an ed where you LIKE to starve yourself… it always feels hashtag Bad when you eat normally on the daily lmao #like I just ate a supper that I probably didn’t Need To and I feel like I need to weigh myself #or I feel like I gained a ton of weight even though it was one meal??? #being at maintenance is so weird too because I feel like I SHOULD be seeing a bunch of changes but I just won’t be #hnghhh idk idk I’m just really struggling with needing to eat to fuel myself which I KNOW is healthy #and the violent urge to puke everything up and take laxatives and not eat anything just to lose weight

[bylertruther]

do me a favor, pls. think abt the eddie we were introduced to before he let down his walls after realizing that the party weren't who he thought they were. did u do tht? okay, cool, thank u. now, please tell me if you think that will would like him bc i'm very curious to hear y'all's thoughts 🧐📝

#see in theory sometimes im like yeah OFC someone that's into dnd that much and that is so unapologetically himself and loves what he loves #with reckless abandon and wears his otherness like a shield rather than something to be ashamed of sounds like someone will would like #and then i think abt how dustin n mike were scared to tell eddie n lucas didn't even try to and how eddie threw food at them and manhandled #them roughly n shoved them away and how he spoke abt lucas n i'm like ........hm. #the eddie that wrestles with dustin n pretends to be warriors with him n tells him to never change n makes lotr references? hell yeah #the soft joke-cracking goofy silly sweet eddie that he shows to chrissy? hell yeah #the eddie that he shows to his lambs at the lunch table? mmmmmmmm i don't think so #bc eddie didn't change until he saw that the party was cooler and braver than him lmao. he was so cagey until he realized oh these guys #know what they're doing and are not the people i assumed they were (prob bc he expects ppl to judge him so much [n they do] tht he finds #himself judging them too and i guess trying to get the upper hand if tht makes sense? idk how 2 explain it idk the Words) #and i just ... don't know that will would like being manhandled roughly by another man after lonnie #or having things thrown at him #when the most anyone has ever done with him is ruffle his hair lol #but then i think well... maybe eddie would react accordingly? like he did with chrissy? but idk #i'm not an eddie scholar idk who that man is #ANYWAY tell me ur thoughts <3 #side note. -> #i like ripple effect by one of the greatest writers in all of human history aka lilacline bc of how she wrote will not taking eddie's shit #bc THAT felt hashtag real to me

[rendezvouz-fling]

Astro Observations #16

• Neptune/Jupiter-Sun people tend to guess accurate life events without being given much information. Very intuitive people!!

• Aquarius placements/degrees 🤝 wearing mismatched socks or earrings or any other thing to stand out more.

• Water/Earth mix people have a big love for animals!

• Virgo moons with Aries mars 🤝 still going back to the same subject even though they’d already said they would end the conversation 2 times before.

• Leo suns with Aries moons and Water risings are normally shy and kinda soft spoken but they’re wild people!! Literally the types to set things on fire by accident!😭

• Earth mars with Air/Fire placements tend to let their food burn oftentimes while cooking, or it just happens anyway.

• I’ve seen all this talk about Air venuses but they’re actually very loyal when they’re committed to someone, especially Gemini. ✋🏽

• Leo Mars are the types to post pictures of their days out, the food they’re about to eat or even just at-home pictures with a bunch of hashtags on their social medias.😂

• Sagittarius mercuries with Sag venus/mars love someone who can keep them mentally stimulated and someone who can they can share stories and laugh with.😁

• Capricorn mars people are possessive but not in a controlling sense. At least not until you give them a reason to start suspecting you and becoming more calculating!😃

• Taurus mars’ love language is being touchy and kissing a lot.

• They’re also great at making out!!

• Gemini venus-Pisces mars’ love language is talking about random things, flirting and teasing!

• Capricorn venus-Aries mars are very caring, attentive, natural go-getters and often spoil their loved ones!

• Pisces venus-Capricorn mars are very affectionate right from the moment you meet them!💗

• They’re also very determined, good with finances and get upset if something/someone they’ve dedicated their time to doesn’t work out!

• Scorpio mars 🤝 being mean then asking why the other person is upset.

• Run a composite for any kind of relationship because if you don’t get along it’s most likely you have a Sagittarius/Aries/Leo stellium! 🥲

• Aries sun/stellium-Scorpio moon in composites are the friends that care deeply for each other but might but heads a lot.

• Aquarius sun-Capricorn moon & Pisces mercury in composites are the types who talk to each other every day! Even if it’s just asking how they’re doing or how’s their day going.

• They’re also very verbally affectionate and can shower the other with cute nicknames! The down side might be that one or both take time to open up but day by day they become more open with each other and enjoy each other’s company & opinions.🤎

• Taurus sun-Leo moon men & Cancer sun-Leo moon men are the best friends who are always interrupting class or making fun of the teachers. They also get sent out a lot lmao.

• Taurus-Leo moon men are really good at building things!

• Pisces mars somewhat submissive men 🤝 Capricorn mars sometimes dominant women.

• People with Libra 4H might’ve grown up with close relatives who treated them unfairly, the “Everybody’s getting a whooping until the one who did it confesses it” kids.

• 4H Virgos probably felt like their opinions didn’t matter to their parents/step parents and that they they had a strict upbringing. They probably had those “You’re not allowed to go to/have any sleepovers” type parents. Not even that they just had downright controlling parents who barely even let them go play with kids from the block or anything.

• Some Gemini suns with Leo moons tend to be in situations where they might live with their moms who might be unstable (materialistically & psychologically) and they feel the yearn for their mother’s approval and to make them proud. They love seeing/making their mothers happy! Their mothers might also have low self-esteem and their fathers can be goofy, funny & care for them but might also be tough on them and can be very aggressive at times.

• Capricorn suns with Gemini moons tend to have mothers who aren’t really the traditional or most affectionate mothers. Their moms tend to be fun though and the partying, internally juvenile types!

• Taurus suns with Virgo moons might have very selfish, prudent mothers who threaten their whole existence but even then they’re very respectful and won’t tolerate others disrespecting/raising their voices at their mothers.

• I’m convince all Taurus moons have a comfort food!😩

• Pisces men are sexY!😭

• Sagittarius sun guys are the types to playfully bully the girls they like.🤣

• Sagittarius sun-Aries moon girls with Cancer venus and Scorpio mars can be overprotective in a cute way! They can also get kinda aggressive or might just flat out cuss your exs out to the point of making them cry if they like you!🤝💗

• Okay but why aren’t Fire moons in composite getting the recognition they deserve??✋🏽

• Aries moon in composite is such an energetic and fascinating connection!! There’s also something happening with each other and they’re both open and honest about a lot of things!! Definitely one of my fav composite moons!❤️

• Sagittarius moon in composite is very fun! You both might like to get under each other’s skin for fun and you guys might find comfort in traveling together!!

• Capricorn suns in composites are those comfy chill friendships where you both look out for one another and like to help each other! Also occasionally buy stuff for each other!

• Pisces mars I’m composites are the types of friendships where you’ll always have a soft spot for each other even after you’ve broke the friendship off. You’ll also be on each other’s minds often.

• One thing about Aquarius placements is they either care too much or they don’t care at all. No in between. 💅🏽

• Water placements tend to get dragged into drama they didn’t even start.

• Air placements are the types to dish it and take it.👏🏽

• People with Air in their big 3 often looove to use emojis especially Gemini and Libra!🥲

#astro community #astro posts #astroblr #astro placements #astrology #astro observations #fire moon #air rising #astro blog #earth moon #aquarius placements #earth placements #water placements #leo sun #aries moon #water rising #capricorn mars #capricorn venus #pisces mars #pisces venus #aries mars #gemini venus #taurus mars #scorpio mars #composite chart #taurus sun #leo moon #rendezvous-fling

[rochenn]

Number 21 for the game? Be as rancid as you like :)

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

Rancid license received. Rancid takes will be delivered swiftly! :D

Ok so I will defend TCW to my last dying breath, and yet as someone who used to think that Star Wars lore is so messy due to the decades of multimedia, I have to say that just this show alone LOVES to contradict itself. I've done the sweaty stinky TCW worldbuilding research and by all accounts it doesn't make sense. The goddamn Hardeen arc 💀 this show manages to pull off the most world-breaking shit in such an entertaining and endearing way that it becomes easy to look past the glaring screaming flaws somehow. Like yknow. It's good!! I has substance! It also sucks a little though?? (<- quintessential Star Wars experience ig)

Also, the Mandalorians, or at least the part of their culture that everyone zooms in on. You know the one. It's been sucked completely dry for me and I've always felt a lil icky about the portrayal of this hashtag ancient highly religious highly militaristic people in The Mandalorian. That mix of societal traits never bodes well. It feels like the writers of the Mandalorian and adjacent shows like TBoBF didn't realize that and glorified their own creation to an uncomfortable degree. TCW actually handled this pretty well, with Mandalore being troubled and torn by its martial traditions and dragged down by a power-seeking traditionalist militia, because that's just what tends to happen in societies like that. The Mandalorian though... idk season 3 was too much of a mess to even say anything abt it lmao I'm just unbelievably sick of Grogu's face. Chucking this green gnome with malicious intent, hope something eats him like he ate that lizard lady's unhatched children!

#i love the clone wars. they're so good. and so... wonky.... #ask #choose violence ask game #idk if these are even rancid takes they're kinda lukewarm i'm so sorry

[seratuyo]

2023 recap (kinda?)

I know it's been less than 3 weeks of me being on this corner of Tumblr, but seeing everyone's posts made me want to look back on the year as well. I also might be wine tipsy as I'm writing this but shhhh

To be honest, I'm really happy that 2023 is coming to an end. I felt like it saw me at my worst seasonal depression, multiple personality crises. Just trying to find my way around these things. One thing I consider a win this year is that it's the first full year since 2020 that I had absolutely no contact with my ex. Other happy moments including some of the best concerts I had a chance to attend: keshi, The HU, Lizzo, Arctic Monkeys, SZA, Rina Sawayama, One Republic, Kaleo, Kep1er, (G)I-DLE and Monsta X, and I already have few lined up for 2024 that I'm super excited for!

As for Tumblr, I've been here on and off for probably 14 years almost? The exact date is blurry but I do remember times when there was no infinite scrolling and you could get to the end of every hashtag. I have another blog here that's more themed, but at one point I missed having a place here for everything that makes me, me. It was "let me" and "use me" by @swiftispunk (I need to reread those and your other works as well!) and "i'll be home by christmas" by @punkshort that gave me the push I needed and I'm happy I did it. A lot of how I feel, I wrote in my Christmas post but yeah, I absolutely adore the Pedroverse side of Tumblr <3

OH AND ALSO... At one point I realised that I did a typo with my username, in "Tuyo" from Narcos it goes Y tuyo será, y tuyo será and I did it in fucking reverse by accident lmao. I was (and still sometimes am) thinking of fixing it, but part of me thinks it's Dieter coded to do something like that sooo........

Lastly (as I rambled on for too much already lmao) I just wanted to send some love to all the lovely souls here @chronically-ghosted @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @agentjackdaniels @morallyinept @sp00kymulderr @midnightraain @nerdieforpedro @jennaispunk @katiexpunk @elvinaa @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @maggiemayhemnj @sinpathyforthedevilish @stylesispunkk

#pedroverse

[chazzielynx]

Assigning Sleep Token Songs to Redacted Characters.

Hashtag is this too niche, lmao.

Characters in this post: Brachium, Geordi, Vincent, Avior, James, Blake, Hush, Regulus, Anton, Sam, Milo

Note: I am mainly using their latest album. All of these are just my opinions.

TW: Vincent's one briefly mentions self harm. Also Sleep Token is the opposite of angst free so read with caution.

Brachium - Chokehold (this bitch is getting angrier and angrier and I am heeere for it. "We act out of our holy duty to be constantly awake" GRAA)

Geordi - Granite (now I'm not here to hate on Cutie. But this song screams Geordi to Cutie. But specifically "so keep an eye on the road or we will both be here forever"?!?! Crying, sobbing)

Gavin - DYWTYLM (Early Gavin in particular. I feel like he truly thought they were only fond of his sexual favors in the beginning. So this is him questioning everything "it's getting harder to be myself" yeah. Yeeeeah)

Avior - Take Me Back To Eden (there are so many lines I could use here like fr. But I'd say this is mostly his anger about being stuck in that hellscape "I don't know what's got its teeth in me but I'm about to bite back in anger" I have his "what mindless force of nature" speech memorised at this point lmao)

Vincent - Are you really okay? (Now this might be projecting, but I feel like Lovely struggled more with all of what they went through than we might know. And Vincent so desperate to help but doesn't know how "cutting deeper than the scars could run" why do I do this to myself)

Porter - The Summoning (we only really know his sassy and his sexual side so far. This song screams dom-masochist. "You've got my body, flesh and bone, the sky above, the earth below"...need I say more)

Blake - Vore (this whole song screams hehe get it cause it's a heavy screaming song anyway seer wanting to devote his life to change their lover's fate: "there is always sth in the way I wanna have you to myself for once" Change my mind.)

James - Aqua Regia (now this is purely based off of vibes GIVE ME MY HUSBAND BACK ahem but I feel like this man would use fancy science words to explain his love. Also "running to your heart when you're thinking of" AHH)

Hush - Rain (this man needed one hug from Doc and he felt better. LIKE SIR "touch me again, I feel my shadow dissolving" whole song feels like him)

Ivan - Ascensionism (I feel like I could write an essay on how this describes Sadism Hold Ivan. But to demonstrate: "half algorithm, half deity" = Vega, "blood stains on the collar means just don't ask" = Baby, "you want someone to be your reflection" = Ivan)

Regulus - The Apparition (now, this is a little bit of a shot in the dark because except for last year's Halloween audio, I haven't listened to his playlist yet. But based on vibes, this seems to match. Don't come for me)

Anton - Euclid (little bit of a stretch mayhaps but this could be Anton away from his partner "call me when you get the chance, I can feel the walls around me closing in" and a lot more angsty lines)

Bonus Songs (because I love them)

Sam - Blood Sport (specifically this is Darlin in the beginning of their relationship, feeling like they're just dragging Sam into their bloody trauma "Even if [...] the heavens just won't open up for me, would you invite me in again?" Hmm)

Milo - Drag Me Under Again (now technically this is such an Avior song, like hello. But this feisty werewolf is in awe with his partner to this day. And he may not call himself a poet but this mf literally said "you feel like forever in my arms" HELLO SIR. So the admiration in this song fits)

#i definitely have a problem #redactedaudio #redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted #redactedverse #sleep token