#edxmunson

[malign4nt]

@edxmunson asked: 🌸

her mother and her loser of a boyfriend were currently fighting in the trailer and all judith wanted to do was escape that hell hole even if it was only a few feet away. she stood against the only tree in the trailer park and plucked the somewhat squished cigarette from her school bag. she frustratingly rummaged through her backpack, unable to find a lighter, "fuck!"

[woednesdayaddams]

♱ starter for @edxmunson

frail hands are tightly holding a black envelope from each side. she considers the letter inside as classified, uttermost important and only a select few will have the honor of receiving it. arm extends toward him, shoving the envelope close to his face. the content of the letter, short and on point.

Hellfire club member,

You've been invited to a secret seance. Location for the event is LX GNTRD. Hint: alphabet -1.

Signed, Wednesday Addams.

wednesday couldn't think of a better way than to codify the location, other than going backwards one letter in the alphabet. the riddled location is simply [my house]. her parents kept plaguing her with questions about her friends at school and frankly, she doesn't have friends, acquaintances at the very best. inviting eddie seems like the better alternative to her mother's insistent and plainly diabolical way of inviting people over. it's enough to shut their mouths.

[thatslayer]

cont. ; @edxmunson

Are they really having this conversation? She smirks at him over her shoulder, shrugging out of a dark, denim jacket so she can examine it. Managed to get ambushed in the few blocks from her motel to the trailer court, almost took a screw driver to the back and she can feel the jacket's shredded hem brushing the small of her back as she moves, "You seriously fishing for compliments? I'm outta bed on Halloween, Broseph. There's your compliment." she tries to glance back over her shoulder, pretty sure the weapon that sliced up that denim actually hit skin in the process. She can feal it, but she can't quite see it, "Hey, did that snail trail cut into me? Tell me he missed the shirt, it's the only intact one I've got left."

[untilthcyrot]

Throughout high school, she had made a habit of latching onto Teddy, her best friend and foster brother having taken her under his wing and making sure that she was okay no matter what happened. He was older than her though and had already graduated from Hawkins High which meant that she had to learn to look after herself and not be so dependent on someone else. It was tough at first. You got used to having someone look out for you (for them specifically, ever since they were children) and suddenly they weren't there anymore. It was a shock to the system for Winnie but she was doing her best to push through it.

As she weaved her way through the sea of students looking forward to going home after a long day, she was busy digging into her backpack to find her walkman, the cord was just a tad tangled but her fingers were already quick to fix that so she could enjoy listening to some comfort music on the way home. Headphones were positioned on her head and she was pressing PLAY to pick up where she left off. The front doors to the school were propped open, everyone pouring out. Winnie didn't get very far out of it when a group of snooty girls brushed right past her, unapologetic as they rammed her shoulder and kept moving forward talking amongst themselves. It was times like this where she felt invisible.

Winnie rolled her eyes and turned to keep moving forward, only to pretty much trip right into someone else. Hands quickly flung out to catch his arm, making sure she didn't trip him off his feet. Not that she had run into him as hard as those girls had done (purposefully?) to her. A gasp left her mouth and she quickly sputtered, ❝ Oh God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...I wasn't paying attention. ❞ Blue eyes looked at him just as apologetically as her words were. She pulled her headphones around her neck, trying to appear polite despite her mishap.

♡ ───── @edxmunson liked for a starter !

[miercolaes]

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ta gra agam duit, cara a gheobhaidh cais<33

[chaos--mode]

Stop acting like you know the way ahead, like you know the rules. There are no rules, man. We're LAUST

no no no, man, i know EXACTLY where i am 😡

[hcrctic]

@edxmunson​ is the first person Wanda meets at Hawkins High School.

“Hi, kinda lost here…” Wanda said, holding out a sheet of paper that had her schedule printed on, “Do you know where’s room 107? I’m kinda late to class”.

[ahuggera]

"Why don't you just meet me in the middle?"

@edxmunson liked ! / the middle - Zedd, Maren Morris & Grey

[crownedhopelesss]

continued from here. / @edxmunson

JENNIFER COULDN'T HELP BUT laugh at eddie's sudden excitement for a night of mayhem and drinking. knowing jennifer, she always was aware of all the good parties she could crash and also do business at. no rest for the wicked but she'd love to have a little partner tagging along to shake things up a bit. ❛ happy to see it. there's a party that i wanna bust in at. heard they got a live dj and some other party favors. mainly, there's a guy that owes me money there and i figured i could throw some punches as well as shots. what d'ya say ? ❜

[woednesdayaddams]

@edxmunson said : ❝ what do you say? do you have the determination to go down that path? ❞

moving to hawkins was unpleasant at first – town seemed a notch too mundane and safe, defying wednesday’s hopes. fortunately, the facade didn’t last long, strange occurrences and people missing sparking interest within. intrigue arises whenever a new name appears on a missing poster stapled on light poles. however, it becomes personal when eddie becomes the new mia, causing strange emotions. conflicting ‘till the very end, wednesday begins to acknowledge she could’ve been plagued by unnecessary emotions regarding him. after all, all individuals need one person to survive the phase in their lives and eddie is definitely the unique person that helps her throughout highschool. linking eddie to a self preservation idea feels more natural than admitting she feels attached to him.

it doesn’t come as a surprise when relief swallows her whole at the sight of her only friend. brows furrow at first, the need to ask for what happened, where did he go boiling within. she almost shows it, but is soon reminded that questioning has no purpose since he’s standing before her very own eyes. one brow rises as she carefully inspected his visage – it’s real, he’s alive and well and unbothered by the mess that took hawkins by surprise. “consider your challenge accepted.” head tilts to a side as the response is given, content that she’s no longer alone and helpless according to society. “just how dark and dangerous is this path you’re talking about?” excitement flickering in obsidian hues, he cannot deliver wednesday such an enthralling proposal and not satisfy her with a twisted description.

[thatslayer]

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The feeling is mutual!

[untilthcyrot]

Violet kept to herself that it wasn't exactly Hawkins that she had an issue with as much as it was what was going on behind closed doors at her house. She didn't even know how her mom had allowed her cheating husband to sucker her into believing that they could have a fresh start here. What was that saying? A zebra doesn't change its stripes? Yeah, her dad was a perfect fucking zebra. He hadn't changed for shit and the family dynamic was more miserable than it had ever been. Violet was getting more and more tempted to get away from it all and run away as Eddie had unknowingly suggested what could very well be her reality.

She took the cigarette from him and took a long drag from it, letting it linger between her fingers in the space between them incase he wanted to take another drag from it, too. ❝ Why not? What's holding me back here? Shitty, self-absorbed parents? Leah and her minions trying to fight me every chance they get? ❞ She pulled back the cigarette once more, needing another inhale of the nicotine in her lungs. As smoke fled her nostrils, honey eyes looked at Eddie. ❝ What's got you wanting to run away? ❞

♡ ───── @edxmunson from here !

[nightmarefuele]

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staahhp <3 (you can't see my face but i'm hiding it anyway ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ)

the absolute privilege of getting to mess around with Eddie is not missed on me, but beyond that i just love seeing you on dash! your chaos is like a cousin to my chaos~ (and i do not say such things lightly, mon ami.) keep rolling them dice and show these fools (*affectionate) what intimate character understanding and stellar voice looks like <;3<3<3

in other words: very mutual feeling, s ☆☆☆

[chaos--mode]

@edxmunson asked: honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes x

lizzy flinches back as eddie reaches towards their face. fuck, why couldn't they just keep it together??

she sniffles and wipes the back of her hand across her face, grimacing at the tears and snot smeared on her skin. she hates the fucking feeling, hates the way her nose burns, hates crying in general.

"i'm fine, okay? i just-" they huff, frustrated at the shakiness in their voice. "it's not a big deal. i'll get over it."

she leans forward to wrap her arms around her legs and pull them up to her chest, resting her chin on her knees.

fuck. this.

[miercolaes]

22

while it may have been awfully tedious to find someone like her amongst hawkins' residents, @edxmunson appeared out of thin air and plagued her ever since. perhaps, there truly was disdain to hold on to, the world full of surprises. she was beside him on the passanger seat, trying to approximate when was the right time to reach for the wheel and give him a minor heart attack. it's the least she could do on this journey of theirs, towards an old farmhouse cousin itt left untouched for perhaps too long. morticia and gomez offered the trip as a token for wednesday, the weekend before halloween.

arm stretched out at last, not towards the wheel, but the cassette player. she inserted an unknown tape and hit play before leaning back against the seat. in a fleeting moment, boredom took over and she manuvered the seatbelt until it resembled a hanging cord. might as well use it in case the song does have an effect on eddie, leading them to an untimely death.

cue the beginning of the song, sound of guitars reverberating inside the vehicle. and then, the vocalists. the cassette tape she put was ac/dc's highway to hell. a quick glimpse at the driver, to see his reactions before reverting her gaze straightforward on the road, entire body standing still beside the light bobbing of the head on the rhythm.

[chaoticjoke]

munday meme: 2 and 19!

Munday Meme. Some questions to get to know the mun’s rping habits!

2. Who was your first muse?

↑This guy.

19. Do you listen to music whilst writing? If so, what kind of music?

Yes. Helps me concentrate and focus on my threads or dive into a certain plot. I either listen to some darkwave playlist or some background music for writing. Sometimes I play The Dark Knight original soundtrack or Batman/Batcave ambient music.