#good for me tbh

[siryyeet]

My favourite thing is that I just... get flower hybrids on accident. Was trying to grow golden roses and got a blue one👍 didn't even try to get one lol oops

[birdclowns]

art v artist. slay

[shitfridge]

masters application process freaked me out so bad i started exploring other career options

[lipstickmarks]

I posted 3,389 times in 2022

That's 3,361 more posts than 2021!

240 posts created (7%)

3,149 posts reblogged (93%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@hellcheertrashman

@wildestdreamcatcher

@ilostmycommunicator

@eddiessidegirl

@lunastar92

I tagged 1,500 of my posts in 2022

#eddissy - 662 posts

#eddie munson - 632 posts

#chrissy cunningham - 574 posts

#hellcheer - 453 posts

#eddie x chrissy - 299 posts

#stranger things - 288 posts

#chrissy x eddie - 141 posts

#grace van dien - 90 posts

#joseph quinn - 43 posts

#stranger things 4 - 36 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#yes sir i understand this is the underworld and i can’t technically take any souvenirs but how many people have you let in here before 🤨

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

i just want eddie and chrissy to be the iconic loved up rock and roll power couple of the 80s and 90s they deserved to be (aka a healthy version of pamela anderson and tommy lee)

chrissy cuts off contact with her parents and runs away with eddie

before she leaves, she packs up some stuff from her room: her old cheer uniform & pom poms, a picture of her brother and her when he was little, and all the money she got from her 18th birthday

she and eddie have about $500 between the two of them and they high tail it to new york

they have a shitty apartment. small, pest infested, loud neighbors, appliances that don’t work, and the mattress from eddie’s van

it’s horrid but they’re so so happy. the two of them have never felt this free. when eddie tries to open the fridge and the door literally breaks off, she and chrissy burst into ab-burning laughter and end up kissing and making jokes about their situation

as luck would have it, chrissy’s old ballet teacher lived in new york and had a dance studio there. she’s more than thrilled to give chrissy a job as a junior teacher.

meanwhile, eddie gets a job at a recording studio by showing off his ear for music (mans is a whole guitar prodigy, they hired him on the spot)

the owner of the studio really grows to like eddie. he also has a daughter that he always brings in and eddie manages to make her laugh by his silly faces and voices, earning eddie even more brownie points with him

chrissys dance teacher, Vera and eddie’s boss, Joe become chrissy and eddie’s found family/pseudo parents

Joe let’s eddie mess around in the studio and one weekend, when corroded coffin is visiting, they record their demo and Joe and his daughter just happen to be there

Joe is floored by eddie’s talent and plays the tape for his bosses. they sign corroded coffin on the spot

eddie and chrissy upgrade to a slightly nicer apartment and have the band plus Vera, Joe, and Joe’s daughter over for dinner.

Ahem— sparks start to fly between single Vera and divorced Joe 😏

that fall, corroded coffin drops their first album: “I wouldn’t remember me either” - thematically, it’s about putting on a front to get attention juxtaposed with the feeling of being invisible, never feeling good enough and all your actions feeling hollow etc. BUT finding your person and allowing yourself to realize “hey even though i have flaws and i’m not happy with myself, i’m not an imposter and i’m worthy of this love” It’s essentially Eddie’s diary.

Tracklist: I wouldn’t remember me either | Bat Wings | Not the Heroes, But the Runaways | Indecision | Chains, Chains, Chains | My Van | Pretty Girl | ‘86, Baby! | Army Crawling | To Mordor | Chrissy

The album is a HUGE hit. Metalheads, rockers, LOTR nerds, the general public- everyone loves it and loves corroded coffin.

Chrissy could not be prouder of Eddie but she’s a little apprehensive of the fame and success going to his head (the same thing happened with Jason when he made team captain) but Eddie remains her over dramatic, nerdy, lover boy.

Eddie’s thrilled by his success but he still only has eyes for chrissy. he’s still kind of in belief that she’s with him and he maintains her as his priority and making sure she feels happy, loved, and safe with him.

Chrissy starts getting a little notoriety too, so much that she’s offered some modeling gigs, but she turns them down. She’s not keen on riding Eddie’s coattails plus, she loves teaching the kids at her dance studio.

But in 89, when Eddie asks Chrissy to be the cover art for his next album, Mean and Scary, she enthusiastically says yes

They actually take the pictures with Eddie’s polaroid in their apartment alone. He wants a steamy cover but Chrissy feels more comfortable doing it alone plus Eddie doesn’t want to subject her to the eyes of the media like that.

He gets the picture, one of her leg around his waist and her manicured nails on the nape of his neck. her bare skin is a stark contrast to his tattoos

He has the marketing guys edit it into a black and white cover with red lightning in the back, you can’t tell it’s them just from looking but anyone who knows eddie and chrissy personally known

Everyone knows that picture. It’s iconic, it’s plastered on people’s walls, it changed the landscape of late 80s/early 90s rock n roll album art

people tattoo it under their skin, couples recreate it, lesser bands rip it off but it is so undeniably Corroded Coffin

By the 90s, Eddie Munson and Chrissy Cunningham are household names

They’re THE it couple of the 90s. everyone wants to be them, people seek out partners like them. Characters in movies are based on their aesthetic

every girl wears Chrissy’s perfume

every guy cuts his hair like Eddie

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387 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

#4

grace confirming that chrissy is an introvert adds another layer to jason & chrissy’s relationship (in that it was forced and/or unsatisfying) because no introvert on earth would feel comfortable with a public declaration like that. also, she doesn’t shout out “love you too, babe!” she replies with a quiet, unnoticed air kiss.

you can’t convince me chrissy doesn’t want to love people privately, away from prying eyes (ahem, say alone in the woods with the town outcast)

jason is completely ignorant to the way that his partner wants to love and be loved. he doesn’t listen to chrissy or pick up on her cues. you know who did pick up on her cues?

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476 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#3

all tied up ~ S.S.

Pairing: Stephen Strange x Fem!Reader Category: Smut Word Count: 1.4K Warnings: smut, bondage, cum play, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, p in v, fingering

Watching Stephen fold the dark blue ties into knots was making your heart race and sending shock waves through your entire body.

There’s no other person in this life or the next who you trusted quite like your Stephen, trust enough to bind you to his bedpost while he pleasured you.

“Are you ready for this, sweetheart?” His deep gravelly voice asked. Stephen was kneeling on the bed beside you, black sweatpants still covering his lower half. But his torso was on full display for you, taut abs and a sharp v-line that made your mouth water.

You nodded.

“Ready.” You breathed out.

Stephen leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to your lips, a startlingly romantic precursor. He moved his kisses down your neck and placed his large hands on your sides.

You could feel his erection through his sweatpants. You wanted to reach out and stroke him, touch his face, anything.

“Stephen…” You moaned. “Come on, don’t torture me.”

He smirked against your skin,

“Getting impatient already, sweetheart? We’ve barely started.” He started kissing down your collarbone and chest, occasionally nibbling on your skin. He kissed down your stomach all the way to your thighs, just inches away from where you needed him most.

Stephen took the skin of your thigh between his teeth and nibbled gently. He moved from thigh to thigh and his breath ghosted against you, causing your entire body to twitch.

Stephen chuckled darkly and placed his palms flat on the tops of your thighs to anchor you down. He pressed delicate kisses to your flesh before pressing his tongue flat against you. He started licking into you, ravaging you like he was starving.

Your hips bucked into his mouth and you could feel him smirking against you. He knew you wanted to get your hands on him, but that just spurred him on. He licked at your swollen clit, eliciting a string of moans from you. Your body started to respond more widely to him - your abs clenched, your toes curled, your breathing became more erratic.

“Go on, sweetheart. Cum on my tongue.” He breathed against you.

His words were enough to push you over the edge. You came hard and fast on his tongue and Stephen lapped up every bit of it. When he was done, he leaned up and kissed you. Hard. Then he gathered up some of your cum on his fingers and urged them inside of your mouth for you to taste. You licked his fingers clean and sucked on them a bit as well.

“I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside this pretty pussy…” He mumbled.

Stephen removed his boxers, freeing his cock. His tip was red and leaking with precum. The sight of it was driving you insane. You reached out to touch him, but were held back by the scarves.

Stephen smirked as he stroked himself.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not gonna torture you any longer.”

He lined up his tip with your entrance. In contrast to his words, he swirled his tip around your entrance, just ghosting over your hole at first.

You whimpered and moaned, desperate to have him fill you up. You clenched around nothing and moved your hips forward to try and guide him deeper inside you. When you did, he pulled back, making you shiver.

“Stephen.” You warned.

He chuckled.

“Alright, alright.” He leaned down to kiss you again and just as your lips touched, he slipped inside you, stretching you out as he did.

You weren’t sure you’d ever get used to the feeling of Stephen inside of you. He wasn’t small by any stretch of the imagination and you loved the combined pleasure and pain.

The slight burn from him stretching your walls ignited your senses and seemed to ignite fires that spread from your veins throughout your entire body. Your back arched slightly to accommodate him. When he finally bottomed out, you could feel him in your stomach.

“Fuck!” You cried out in pleasure. “Stephen, you feel so good.” Your head fell back on the pillow. You were so desperate to feel that delicious friction, for it to build to a fever pitch. You wanted it. You wanted him. And you wanted him now.

“Stephen, move please. I’m begging you.”

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637 notes - Posted June 3, 2022

#2

i love how eddie’s following her line of sight, showing that a) he’s paying attention to her being unsettled and b) he BELIEVES her

892 notes - Posted July 19, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Imagine Wayne Munson walking Chrissy down the aisle

imagine him hanging a stocking for her at christmas

imagine him always leaving extra blankets out when chrissy spends the night

imagine him and eddie buying party decorations for her birthday

imagine him signing cards/notes/letters “Uncle Wayne”

imagine him having little morning talks with chrissy while eddie’s still sleeping

imagine him always giving her a hug when she comes over

imagine him being the one to point out that chrissy lives there because she and eddie didn’t even realize she came to visit and never went home

imagine him being a little less sloppy when she starts coming around

imagine him driving her and eddie to go get a christmas tree and letting chrissy pick it out

imagine wayne and eddie being the family chrissy never had but always deserved

906 notes - Posted July 5, 2022

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[calcium-makes-ur-bones-strong]

Finally achieved my like uhhh over a year long dream of looking like chuuya nakahara of bungo stray dogs (I dyed my hair, got a shit hat and I'm entirely too short)

[cordrazine-official]

sometimes i think i only recently became a trekkie. sometimes i'm like "but i only actually got obsessed with trek last year". sometimes i look back at my childhood and i think i wasn't a nerd, not really, until maybe 5 years ago. and then sometimes i remember that when my parents got a printer back when i was in middle school one of the first things i printed out from the internet for myself was a collection of easy klingon phrases like "hello" and "my name is ..." lmfao

[jamesbukkakebarnes]

smh i got a haircut and i literally look like this:

[spyglassrealms]

had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing

[mallowdarling]

'Silly' is such an amazing word like can you believe it even exists?

It goes with everything! It's so funny to say it! And to write it! The silliness is indeed a very special state of mind

I hope I can stop obsessing over words one day it gets weird sometimes...

[inkskinned]

in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!

they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.

they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.

you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.

but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.

where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.

and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?

doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.

but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.

what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.

just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?

your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.

[localdumbitch]

I had a really good friend who “broke up” with me a long time ago.

I spent a really long time being really emo about it all.

Like emo emo. Writing poetry emo.

But now I don’t super care. Like I’ll admit I do think about her more than I would ever admit to anyone ever. But my heart doesn’t feel broken about it. I don’t even really feel resentful towards her. Not bc I agree w the break up or whatever but bc it’s just been so fucking long and I feel like I’ve moved on.

I do have an album of old photos and screenshots of the conversation we had when she ended our friendship. I basically never look at it unless I’m feeling really emo. I went to go look at it tonight and was reading some of the screenshots and stopped before getting in to deep bc all I could think was who cares.

I only wrote this post bc the main reason I created this side blog was so I’d have a place to talk about her.

[chloesimaginationthings]

This is basically Michael in FNAF Sister location,,

[pey-up]

no way im the only one who's first gay crush was princess peach

[semantic-the-poet]

after one (1) year of "I like my job" I have now evolved into "fuck this job"

normalise this evolution in the first 2 years of joining the 9-5 before becoming self aware ig

[aethersea]

honestly it was a red flag when bbc sherlock went “well obviously the word written in blood isn’t the german word for revenge, it’s clearly the beginning of the name ‘rachel’, what absolute idiot would fail to see that” when in the original novel it is, in fact, the german word for revenge, which sherlock points out gleefully to a roomful of policemen who all figure it’s the beginning of the name ‘rachel.’

and by red flag I mean it was a clear sign that the adaptation was trying to one-up the source material, instead of engaging with it with love.

[b0nelessdoodles]

tfw you're three deep in anchordeep and you get the notif that you're baby has been neglected so you turn into a speedrunner to get home