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forgot about wip wednesday so here’s a lil thnippet thursday for the edges of your soul, I haven’t seen yet

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forgot about wip wednesday so here’s a lil thnippet thursday for the edges of your soul, I haven’t seen yet

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"“I––  Sorry.  Hello.  Um.  I’m––  Jane… invited me?”

Chrissy was struck, not for the first time, by how pretty Eddie Munson was...

“She ain’t here,” Eddie replied, leaning casually on the door jamb."

lay your sanity on the line my lovesong zine AU by makeshiftcandy chapter 1

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dénouement

Pairing: Chrissy Cunningham/Eddie Munson Rating: Explicit Chapters: 7 Status: In-Progress

Unfortunately, there was always at least one student who—if they didn’t drop her class—was a thorn in Chrissy’s side the entire semester.

These students weren’t hard to weed out. Most of the jokers would drop during the first week after discovering that they’d bitten off more than they could chew.

Jane slips the seating chart and attendance sheet onto the podium, whispering something to Chrissy that she doesn’t catch.

Pausing, she looks down at the name written across the seat directly opposite her. It tangles itself into her psyche, each individual letter wedged in between the lobes of her brain like something caught between two gears.

Eddie Munson.

As strangely familiar as it is, Chrissy can’t place the name. It’s as though she’s unearthed some deep-seated memory she hadn’t known she’d forgotten to begin with.

She circles it.

There's always one.

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“Hey, can you look at me, princess?” Shoulders tightening against her neck, Chrissy shook her head. “No?”  She shook her head again.  “Why not?” “Because.” “Because why?” “Because if I look at you, I’m gonna want to kiss you.”"

chapter 3 (now complete!)

"“I––  Sorry.  Hello.  Um.  I’m––  Jane… invited me?”

Chrissy was struck, not for the first time, by how pretty Eddie Munson was...

“She ain’t here,” Eddie replied, leaning casually on the door jamb."

lay your sanity on the line my lovesong zine AU by makeshiftcandy chapter 1

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they’re so pretty

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a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.

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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:

i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight

heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive

i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground

idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came

every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside

the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies

some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do

before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea

betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight

i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me

screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief

sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing

but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you

so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you

my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke

be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

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STRANGER THINGS S04E01 | Chapter One: The Hellfire Club

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The anon button is not for hate. The anon button is for horny and embarrassed about it.

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ballerina!chrissy and jester!eddie behind curtains

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HellCheer Anniversary — Day Three

↳ GRADUATION

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The best quality a fictional man can have is being deeply, pathetically, wretchedly in love with someone, I think

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can mutuals DM you?

Mutuals can throw me into a ceiling fan

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Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you