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suncaptor · 3 months
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Let's go
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tmpttion · 1 year
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he’s just a guy 🫠
for @wonyoz​ ♡ 
bonus: idk what's going on in this one but the caption said fascinating and i agree
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hxneybimbo · 2 years
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maybe for part two of He Loves me, He Loves Me Not it could be like a few months later and reader is trying to forget eddie. the byers moved back to Hawkins or maybe they’re visiting and she’s been hanging out with Jonathan more and more, especially since him and nancy are taking a break or broke up. eddie slowly realized over the months how much he misses reader/he actually did have feelings for her but when he sees her looking at jonathan the way she used to look at him it kills him inside 😁 make this eddie feel pain! And maybe he catches them fucking in the woods or something so that he feels even more pain 😁💗
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not Pt. 2
Eddie Munson x Reader, Johnathan Byers x Reader (Endgame)
Warning: angst and pain
Authors Note: hopefully you all like this! I’ve been having trouble thinking about the endless possibilities for part two. But do not fear, I do plan on writing other endings!!! 💕💕 for the mean time enjoy this little bit!! Unfortunately I did not write smut since I couldn’t find where I could fit it in? Dw I’ll be adding and editing this :)) also thank you anonny, for this lovely idea 💕
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It’s been 3 months since you ran out of his home after he moaned and practically confessed the wrong name. It’s been 3 months since you’ve dumped him. It’s been 3 months since the both of you had an actual conversation that didn’t involve fake pleasantries and awkwardness. No matter how hard he tries to make things go back to the way they were, you don’t budge. You smile prettily at him but it’s never genuine. It’s the polite smile you always give Steve, to Billy, to everyone in Hawkins that don’t know you, and now him. He went from Eddie Munson, your boyfriend, to Eddie Munson, your acquaintance.
Within these months, Eddie realized that he loved you. He realized that he should have valued you and reciprocated those feelings back. He expected that you’d continue to be with him, to love him. But you didn’t, not anymore. Though you used to be a constant in his life, it’s as if you forcefully removed yourself from it. He’s slowly coming to the terms that you’re no longer going to be in his life and that your world doesn’t orbit around him anymore. And as much as he hates knowing this, it’s good for you and you’re better off just having him at arms length. To have those polite conversations that he fucking hates because he ruined you.
It’s been 3 months and all Eddie feels is regret and guilt. He was wrong of saying another woman’s name while literally being inside of you. He was definitely wrong for saying that he loved her instead of you. As much as he wanted to come up with different excuses to explain why he said those three words, he knows he can’t. There isn’t any logical fucking explanation as to why he said those words besides the fact that, yes, he was utterly so in love and smitten with Chrissy Cunningham when he was dating you. Even if he vehemently wants to deny this, both of you know it’s the truth.
“Eddie, i want you to be honest with me. Why did you ask me out? Why did you tell me you loved me when you obviously weren’t in love with me?” You asked him one day after his band finished playing at the bar. You came to see his band play, always supporting him in some way because you genuinely believed his band was good. You supported him because you loved him.
He was taken aback from your questions. You were both still in talking terms but it was obvious your relationship wasn’t the same. You went to support his band and occasionally sought him out to express how well he played, then immediately leaving. “Do you- Do you really want me to tell you? I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
“Hurt my feelings? You already broke my heart, Ed.” You laughed.
He paused and he nodded with a frown marring his face. “Well, at the time I just- I figured if I dated you, I could get over Chrissy because you were a nice girl and someone worth dating. But now? I really don’t know why. I don’t know why I told you that I loved you. I guess it was to make things not awkward.”
You visibly deflated in front of him and you shook your head, letting out a small disbelieved chuckle. You let out a soft, shaky breath and you colapse your hands on your head. Your eyes started getting glossy but immediately you blink back tears. God I’m such a fucking idiot, you thought. “Y/N-“ Eddie reached forward to comfort you but you immediately pull away and you smile at him. That fake smile that was reserved for those who have hurt you and to strangers.
“Right, thanks Eddie. Anyways, um you played great tonight! But i have to go now, bye!” Unbeknownst to him, you ended up going to the bar to try and get shit faced where a familiar brunette stoner found you.
Good for you, Eddie bitterly thought as he watched you press a soft kiss against Johnathan Byers’ cheek. Your smile is soft and you look at Johnathan the same way you used to look at him. You giggle at whatever dumb joke your new boyfriend said and gently shove his shoulder. He observes the way that Johnathan’s eyes soften when he looks at you, listening attentively to whatever you’re babbling about. He did things that Eddie never did, things that he should have done. He was a genuinely good boyfriend who obviously loved you even though your relationship was fresh and new.
It’s been 3 months and you’re dating Johnathan Byers. He wants to be mad, wants to seethe in anger because how could you? He doesn’t though because the only person he can be mad at is at himself. He fucked up and is instead relieved that you found someone better who he’s sure will value you more than he did. Sometimes though, he genuinely wished that Johnathan never came back and instead stayed in California where he was still dating Nancy. Because maybe then, he’d get a second chance. He’d be able to prove to you that he loved you and only you.
He misses you, he really did. He finds himself up at 2am thinking about you. Regretting everything he did, wanting to take back those words that he said in the moment. Apologize to you for hurting your feelings, for wasting your time with him. It hurts knowing that you’re moving on– have moved on to someone better while he’s still mourning the loss of what could have been if he wasn’t a complete ass.
He thinks about you all of the time. He thinks about your pretty smile, how you can talk about nonsense for hours. He ponders over how pretty you used to look in the morning in just his shirt while demanding him to make you breakfast. It’s these things that have him circulating back to you because they have him wanting to go to your house, beg you to take him back. But he knows he shouldn’t— he doesn’t, never does because he’s a coward and he’s too scared to really look you in the eye and tell you how sorry he is. How he stays up all night thinking about you.
So he stays behind and watches the two of you, indulging in his regrets and painfully gripping a singular flower petal in his hand. She loves me not.
@haylaansmi @explosiongamora @gttrgrrl @honey-on-mars @simp4rengoku @vulcrum332 @supernovasblogstuff
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dsvoid · 7 months
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LIFE IS HARD. -a sprolden fanfiction
(angst, tw: suicide mention. words: 685. a/n: trying to recreate Alice’s writing style was really hard, sorry if they’re ooc)
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Today is Saturday, but I don’t really feel any enjoyment about the school-free day. I am doing what I do everyday anyways. I am laying in bed, watching a film. A bad one, not that I care whatsoever.
Dating is ridiculous, I have come to that conclusion. Michael is ridiculous too, so I don’t have anything better to do right now than dread life.
I would say my hands ache to grab my phone and text him, but that would be a lie. The only thing happening to me right now is feeling the need to re-freshen my tumblr’s page every single second. But that’s just because I am bored. Whatever.
My throat is dry, my diet lemonade is empty on the floor. It’s quite messy here.
Click, click, click.
Charlie has just greeted Nick at the door, I hear their happy voices in the distance. It’s gross. It’s lovely.
Click, click, click.
My hoodie is starting to bother me. The hood is too big and it keeps falling from my shoulders. I should throw it away.
Click.
Anonymous: Thought for the day: wouldn’t it be all easier if everyone was the same?
Anonymous: Thought for the day: how worth it is saying the truth?
Anonymous: Thought for the day: what happens to the different ones?
Anonymous: Thought for the day: is it morally acceptable to end your life?
My hands stop. White noise is in my ears, Charlie and Nick’s voices gone. The overheating computer is gone. My heartbeat stays.
It has been radio silence from Michael for a week. Knowing he is alive is nice, so I don’t know why my finger has clicked the call button on my phone. However, he doesn’t answer.
My sheets make me turn and roll and get up. They’re too hot and itchy, so I throw them to the floor.
I don’t know how it happens, or why, but the breeze makes my hair messier than it already is. My jacket does barely anything to cover me from the cold, but that’s just my own fault.
This is where everything started. The long brown house and the cliff over the river. Michael is standing on that same cliff, with his hair ruined and big pyjamas. It’s just like going back in time. But he is not smiling, he wears a frown on his face like a medal and his hand holds his ice skaters over the river. A tear falls on top of his arm.
I don’t want to be pushy. I hate pushy people, but I can’t stop myself from walking right to his side.
“What are you doing here?”
His harsh tone hurts. His free hand is curled against itself, like everything he wanted to end with was in the air.
“You can’t die.”
He turns, the wind makes his hair cover his eyes, so I don’t really see what I want to. I don’t see if he understands me, if he agrees. I am scared.
“I’m not going to kill myself.” His feet step away from the cliff. “If that is what worries you.”
His voice is laced with anger, not something I’m used to. I look at him and we’re silent for a couple of minutes. I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say anything.
Hugging him is something I don’t do often, but seeing him about to throw his whole life into the river… he can’t give up.
His body is stiff as my arms circle his torso, my head pressed in his arm. He sniffs, so I press my arms harder.
“I am sorry. Please don’t throw away your life.”
We go backwards, as away from the cliff as we can. I take his ice skaters, leaving them on the floor and then I hug him correctly. I don’t want him to be like this anymore, I want him to laugh and say stupid jokes like he always has, but that’s selfish. I’m selfish for wanting that.
“I’m sorry Michael. I’m so sorry.”
We’re both crying, but we are also laughing, so everything is okay. For now, at least.
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charlescherie · 1 year
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I can't detect if ur joking 'bout one of charlos pushing the other on the bed , but please if not give us The ad link i'm begging
can i say i wish i was joking?
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trick or treat!
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my puppy is bringing u her treats to share !!!
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kunichiwakun · 10 months
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Hello there!<3 sorry for not posting too soon, I was worried I might get haters just way too quickly but omg 100 followers already?? Bshsjshsjshsj thank you all! I only post on weekends, so stay tuned ♡
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bitchassbucky · 4 months
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amber-kun my musubae
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floweringmoon · 6 months
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finally watching the devil judge
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sunascupid · 2 years
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Ima be honest
Anytime I see someone say that they’re suna’s s/o or have a url involving Suna I always go “no Fawn is suna’s one and only >:(“
HDIAJOANDOWK
im so close to making this my new pinned.
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thrashmachines · 2 years
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Do genuine tfp fans even exist in 2022.
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suncaptor · 11 months
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Society like it's only okay to have a disorder or disability IF it doesn't cause disorder or disable you.
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tmpttion · 1 year
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yeonbin for @yeonbins ♡
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hxneybimbo · 2 years
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k, st season4 vol2 spoilers!!!!!
i think we can all agree that steve has a major breeding kink after saying he want a big family with “6 lil nuggets”
I HAVENT WATCHED VOL2 BUT GODDAMN HE SAID THAT??
breeding kink confirmed 💕
can you just imagine him just splitting you open on his cock, fucking you slow and hard? Telling you how pretty you’d look all round and big with his babies? Absolutely drooling <3
Ever since that one day you begged him to cum inside of you and the way he saw your pretty little pussy oozing his hot cum? He’s become obsessed with stuffing you full of his cum. If you got class to go to, better believe he’s gonna fuck you and cum in your tight cunny, paint it all white.
He’ll take any opportunity he can get to fully breed you. He just wants to make you a mommy 💕💕 wants to you to have all his babies and just making you fully his 💕 fuck condoms and fuck birth control
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dsvoid · 6 months
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NO KING.
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I’m no king. Kings have the weight of the world resting on their shoulders, pressure so high it creates a ticking bomb inside the kingdom. Kings don’t fight for their power, unless they feel as if their younger siblings are threats to their positions. It’s not earned, as it is in the bloodline. They are given everything in silver plates, the only thing left to them being the privilege of making decisions for those who they can’t relate to. They exist to be inhuman puppets of those with poisonous blood in their hearts. Having choices is not a possibility, their whole life wholly planned just so the so-called royalty can mend with people’s minds as they please. Too powerful to exterminate anything they are displeased with, too powerless to fight back against the demons they are held captive by. I’m no king, as I stand up for myself and everyone around me; just as I ask for help and input from others. I might be just a peasant, but I am free, something unknown to those above me.
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charlescherie · 2 years
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can you list the six times he got blindfolded?? asking for a friend :3
okay SO
1. that challenge with seb in the car
2. the tasting challenge with seb
3. part of this sim challenge with carlos
4. this recent time from those pics from puma or whatever lol (EDIT!!! the video!)
5. ANOTHER one with seb
6. and the beloved "how many fingers? how many fingers what? how many fingers am i holding up? .... i have ten!" video
hiii!! im back here on sept 8th to update this
7. blindfolded taste challenge with carlos
hello. yes. yet again, i am back. sept 16th
8. ferrari e sports challenge
..... sigh
9. football challenge w/ carlos (nov 13th)
10. f1 22 game challenge w/ matt (nov 17th)
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