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The Lord of the Rings acrylic paintings (70s) by Tim and Greg Hildebrandt
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one of my deepest darkest secrets is that the taggie x rupert relationship dynamic is literal catnip to me it hits every time. give me rakish older man who's so ruthless he scorches the ground of any place he's ever called home and then goes back to his empty life in his empty house and tries to remember how to be human, put a girl in front of him who's so genuinely good and unsullied and a little vulnerable and so sure he can be better than who he's always been that she almost makes him believe he can do it too and then - and this is crucial - make it so he absolutely cannot touch her no matter what. and then sit back and watch me implode
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The hues of the rainforest
Quinault Valley - Washington State
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The Gift of Galadriel by the Brothers Hildebrandt from the 1978 Tolkien Calendar
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How are you feeling?
I won’t play your psychological games
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THE HOBBIT | PUBLISHED SEPTEMBER 21, 1937 ↣ 85th ANNIVERSARY
“Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.”
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Heath Ledger in Prague, Czechia for Vanity Fair c. Bruce Weber, 2000
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Since you wanted Eddie Munson requests, here ya go 😌
Concept; childhood friends to enemies to lovers! Yn and eddie were childhood friends until middle school where you decided to wanted different things, plus the mom strides for perfection, and you go your sperate ways until senior year where yn is now a cheerleader and when vecna comes, eddie and her have to work together but then vecna possesses her and Eddie, being the only one who knows her favorite song saves her and they have a heart to heart 👀
Posted it, it is a bit different but I still hope you enjoy it.
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Our Song - Eddie Munson
request: childhood friends to enemies to lovers, with vecna on the rise eddie has to save the reader before it is too late (a/n: it’s not immediately lovers but eddie does safe her and it’s fluffy, also I use a song that wasn’t released until 1990 but just go with it because i love that song so much x)
warnings: swearing, mentions of death and blood
You and Eddie hadn’t spoken since middle school, perhaps even longer than that. Eddie had been your best friend growing up, you were inseparable until both of you began to make other friends through school. He hung around people you didn’t approve of and he thought the same thing about your friends.
Now, years later it was almost as if the two of you couldn’t stand the sight of each other. Which was a bit of a problem since Eddie was a fugitive and you had to clear his name with your friends.
No matter how much you disliked him, he didn’t deserve to get the blame for something he had not done. You weren’t like that. So here you were, walking through the upside down with Nancy, Robin, Steve and Eddie.
“Slow down, will you.” Eddie grumbled as he tried to keep up with you.
“I can’t help that you’re so slow.”
Eddie pulled a face at her behind her back, like a child would when they didn’t get what he wanted from their parents.
It was dark, it was cold and all you wanted was to go back home and take a hot shower to wash the grime from the bats off your skin. One had taken a bite out of your calf and you could still feel the blood seeping through your pants.
“How much further?” Robin whined as she ambled behind Nancy and Steve.
“Not far,” Nancy called, trying to find her way through the woods toward her home. “Fifteen more minutes?”
“Jesus,” you breathed, leg starting to hurt even worse from the pressure you’d been putting on it. “H Christ.”
“Still have a mouth on you, I see.” Eddie said from beside her.
“Bite me,” you glared, clenching your jaw.
Eddie raised a brow and you half expected him to make a stupid remark in return but he didn’t. He tried to hide a grin as he shook his head at you, tongue darting out his mouth to lick his upper lip. You watched him with furrowed brows, almost tripping over a tree branch had he not grabbed onto your bicep.
“Watch where you’re going.”
It didn’t sound like Eddie, not at all and you stopped in your tracks, feeling his grip tighten on your arm. It hurt and you tried to pull away from him. “Eddie, you’re hurting me.”
“Am I?” he said, the dark sky had turned almost black and you lost sight of you friends as you looked around frantically. Snapping your gaze back toward Eddie you noticed he was no longer Eddie, but Vecna.
A scream escaped your lungs and you pulled away from his with all your might, but he wouldn’t budge. Your heart was hammering inside of your chest, eyes wide as you watched him with a fear you had never felt before.
“How does it feel (y/n)?” he cocked his head to the side. “Tell me, is it time for your suffering to end?”
He brought his hand toward your face, long black nails dragging themselves down you cheek in mock comfort as he stared at you. You were hyperventilating as he rested the palm of his hand on your forehead. Glancing around frantically you could almost hear it, like a nudge at the back of your mind.
The angelic voice of Dave Gahan reached your ears as Enjoy The Silence played through the dark forest. Vecna narrowed his eyes, grip on your head tightening as you glanced through the opening of his fingers.
On the other side, Eddie was panicking as he tried to place your headphones over your ears, frantically searching through your backpack for your tapes. Nancy was trying to tell him to put another song on but he downright refused, sure of himself this was still your favourite song after all those years.
“No!” he almost fell back in shock when your body started to levitate. He grabbed your leg and pulled, but you wouldn’t budge as you went higher, almost out of reach. Blood poured from your nose and onto your white top and he thought you were done for. “No! Shit, shit, shit!”
You saw it happen as Vecna held you, squeezing your skull between his fingers. The desperation on Eddie’s face made you sob and you kicked at the monster before you, still to no avail.
“You belong here,” he said. “no one is going to save you.”
“Please!” Eddie screamed, pulling on his long locks as he looked up at your floating body. Your eyes had gone white, flickered open and closed like Chrissy Cunningham’s had been. “Come back to me!”
He was utterly terrified.
You had never seen Eddie look so scared before, and it mad you angry. You didn’t want to see him scared, not like that, so with all your might you grabbed onto Vecna and pulled on his slimy skin, pulling out a piece of skin. He dropped you, screaming in anger as you scrambled to your feet.
It was only a few feet back toward the real world and you ran as fast as your legs would take you. Vecna had no time to recover before he saw you disappear from his hold on you.
“Y/N!” Nancy cried, eyes wide. The four of them stood below, not knowing what to do as you still floated in the air.
Your eyes snapped open and a gasp escaped your lips as you dropped back toward the forest soil. Eddie caught you, well as best as he could and fell toward the ground with you, groaning in pain as he his a tree branch.
“Oh god,” you moaned, grabbing onto his arms as tightly as you could. “i’m okay, i’m okay.”
“Jesus Christ!” Eddie swore as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, rocking you back and forth. “Jesus Christ!”
The two of you stayed like that for a moment, you trying to catch your breath and Eddie wanting to feel you were actually here, alive and not dead like he saw happen to Chrissy. God, he really didn’t want you to die.
“You remembered my favourite song.” you muttered, feeling comforted in his embrace.
“How could I ever forget?” he asked, pulling away slightly to glance at your face. He wiped the blood from your nose with his sleeve and smiled softly, which you returned.
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Outside of D&D, I am no hero. I see danger and I just turn heel and run. Or at least that’s what I’ve learned about myself this week. The only reason I came in here was ‘cause those ladies came in straight after you. Now, I was too ashamed to be the one who stayed behind.
Joseph Quinn as Eddie Munson in STRANGER THINGS 4
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✧ twilight masterlist ✧
Paul Lahote
Sleepy Head
Lost Control
Been a while
Little too much
Imprint
Wolf form
With you
Shifting
Good morning
Hostile coyote
a to z headcanon
Jacob Black
a to z headcanon
#twilight#new moon#paul lahote#embry call#imagines#paul lahote smut#paul lahote imagines#jacob black smut#jacob black imagines
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Can you write a one-shot were the reader is mike wheeler’s twin sister and she gets nightmares after the battle of starcourt so one night she goes to mike’s room in the middle of the night to wake him up because she’s so scare and she doesn’t want to deal with her nightmares on her own? Tysm ❤️
Hope you like it x
warnings; mentions of blood, nightmares and death
There was no way she was going to get any sleep, she had practically given up at this point. Tossing and turning was all she had been doing for the last three hours, glancing at her clock every now and then to see only minutes had passed.
Nightmares had been plaguing her mind ever since the 'fire' at Starcourt Mall. Everytime she closed her eyes she was back at the mall, blood smeared on the white tiles. The screams were the worst, sometimes she could still hear them.
Max and her hadn't spoken much after that night, Max had just lost her brother and she had no idea how to even talk to her anymore.
Closing her eyes, another image of the mind flayer filled her sight and she sat up abruptly, heart beating a thousand beats per minute. Trying to hold in her sobs, she slid off her bed, bare feet touching the cold wooden floors.
Mike was probably fast asleep, but she was so scared she couldn't really care about waking him up.
The door creaked as she opened her twin's bedroom door, and he was in fact asleep, snoring softly.
"Mike?" she tried, not wanting to startle him.
He didn't stir so she made her way toward him and slid in bed beside him, resting her back against his headboard, drying her sweaty palms on his sheets.
"Mike," she nudged him with her elbow and he opened one eye, tiredly.
"What's wrong?"
Her brother sat up on his elbows, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he took in her scared appearance. Mike was afraid something bad had happened and was now fully awake, frowning.
"I'm scared." she whispered, wiping at her tears quickly.
"Another nightmare?" he mimicked her positions, pulling the covers over both of them.
His sister nodded her head, biting her lip to keep in her sobs. Mike let out a sigh, feeling terrible she was still unable to sleep without waking up in a cold sweat.
"I have them too." he confessed. "It might be awhile before they're gone. Hell, maybe they'll never fully leave. It's okay, you're not alone. We'll get through this."
"I'm sorry for waking you." she sniffed.
"Don't be." he said. "Stay here, try to get some sleep. I'll be right here."
"Thanks, Mike." she smiled sadly.
#stranger things#stranger things imagine#mike wheeler#mind flayer#mike wheeler imagine#siblings#twins#stranger things season 3
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