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#it's the 'gotcha' tone of some of these tags I'm reading that's pissing me off
mortalfortaxpurposes · 7 months
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"fall out boy also did nfts but you can't criticize fall out boy on this website" no you can. and you should. but you trying to use this as some kind of gotcha feels a bit disingenuous, given how the fob nft never actually happened because they listened to the critiques AND they came out and said most of the band didn't really want to do it in the first place. notice how l.s. dunes didn't do that.
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strawberryvmp · 2 years
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Idiot Lipstick!
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Chapter 3: Dumb potato
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Pairing:Eddie Munson x Shy Bimbo Reader
☆Tags: Reader been dumb and sensitive, Soft Boi Eddie, Bossy/Asshole Best Friend, Toxic friendship,Insults, Name calling, Wholesome dad
((☆This story takes place before the whole events of the shows actually begin. Also this story is Plus-sized friendly and POC friendly!Have fun reading beautiful people!
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         You kept speeding out of the forest and saw your friend waiting by her car with her arms folded over her chest. You slowed down in front of her and caught your breath. "God you took forever!" She sighed heavily. "So! Did you get the stuff?" She smiled widely. "Wait what stuff?" You gave her a confused look.  Due to your short attention span and also a little bit of memory problems. You literally forgot what she was talking about and why on earth you were in the forest in the first place.
"Oh my gosh! You're literally a walking potato!" She grips the side of your arm harshly and turns you around and unzips your backpack and looks around in your bag for the drugs. "Gotcha you!" She pulls the drugs out of your back and shoves them in her jean pocket. "Did you find what you were looking for?" You looked over your shoulder. She gave you a nod and zipped your backpack up. "Thank you so much again! I wouldn't have the balls to talk to that freak!" She lightly chuckled. You looked at her "I think he is pretty nice…" You said in your soft tone. She shot a confused expression and laughed it off like a joke. "Are you smoking now!" She kept laughing. "I'm serious, he was very sweet! His hands felt like dog fur and his rings are really cool looking-". ''Oh my god…you are being serious." She stopped laughing. "You think that freak is some nice guy!" She walked close to you and stared straight into your eyes. You nodded your head slowly. "What now! You have a crush on the freak! Going to start hanging out with him! Thinking you can change him to be a better person!" She gives you a light push with every sentence she said about Eddie. "No! I just said he was a sweet guy." That sentence triggered something inside your friend.
Her eyes were popping out and her face was turning a light shade of red. It almost looked like  stem was about to come out of her nose on how you pissed her off that much. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" She grabbed the side of your arms roughly and shoved you on the ground. "YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING AIRHEAD! THIS WHY NOBODY LIKES OR HANGS OUT WITH YOUR DUMBASS!" Her words were like venom in your ears. Tears were rolling down your cheek and your cheeks puffed up. "You don't mean that really…" You looked up at her. "I mean every single word you idiot! I never wanted to be your fucking friend in the first place! The only reason why I even talk to you is because you are so easy to use for anything!" She kicked pebbles at you open her car door, slamming it close. "Don't talk to me ever again you idiot bitch." Her last words before driving off leaving you there on the dirty parking lot ground.
Your hands cover up your face as you kept crying on the ground all by yourself in silence until you heard a  familiar voice."There you are snow white." You moved your hands from your face and looked up. "Eddie…" your voice was raspy from crying. He smiled softly at you but suddenly fades away seeing your face with dry tears and wet tears, your eye makeup running down your cheek. "What happened to you, snow white?" He kneeled down in front of you his hands holding both of your cheeks softly. "Are you okay?" He said softly. And you started crying harder this time your head landed on Eddie's firm chest. You buried your face into his Hellfire shirt and kept sobbing.
This completely shocked Eddie. He's not really good at comforting people or dealing with other people's emotions and feelings. He hesitated but slowly moved his hand on top of your head softly and slowly brushed your hair with his fingers moving his other hand painting your back softly trying his best to comfort you. "People are so mean Eddie!" You mumble while crying into his shirt getting soaked with your salty tears. "I know people can be assholes in this world. " He kept brushing your hair and panting your back. This was new for Eddie; nobody has ever really showed him affection even as a child his parents never really showed him love and affection. But this new unknown feeling and action was nice but also calming for him. He finally felt at peace without smoking weed to ease his pain.
He felt you moving your head away from his chest and rubbing your eyes. He was disappointed when you moved away from he missed your warmth and sweet scent. "Here let me help you out snow white. " He said sweetly while softly smiling at you. He pulled a black handkerchief from his backpack pocket and started cleaning your face mostly focused on your eye makeup trying his best to make it look decent. "There you go." He moved his handkerchief away from face. "Thank you Eddie. " You gave him a small smile. "Aww! Look at that pretty smile!" He chuckled. Eddie stood up and held his hand out for you. "Come on, Snow white let's get you home." You slowly took his hand and felt his cold rings hitting your warm skin. He pulled you up from the ground and patted your skirt down trying to get the dirt off your skirt  but accidentally slapped your thigh, which caused you a soft yelp from you and fletched from his touch. "Oh shit! I'm s/short sorry I was trying to get the dirt off your skirt! I wasn't trying to be a prev or anything! My bad!" His face turned the same pastel pink from earlier today he kept apologizing and rushing through his words. "It's okay Eddie." You patted his shoulder softly and smiled again at him. "Could you drop me off at home daddy is probably worried about me!"Had a little panic in your tone. "Oh yeah! Of course! Here my ride is just this way." "Perfect!" You followed Eddie to his van he unlocked his van and opened the van door for you. "Your carriage awaits you snow white." You giggled softly and slid into the passenger seat. He closed the door behind you and walked around the van opening the door and closing it behind him.
"I'm sorry about the mess. I wasn't really expecting any company." He chuckled nervously. "It's fine but something smells burnt and your seats are uncomfortable, reminds me of my grandmother." He furrowed a little bit. "But! In a good way it reminds me of her. She always smelled like cigarettes and chocolate chip cookies! She would always Make great lasagna every time I went over to visit her over summer vacation when I was a toddler!" You noticed you keep rambling on about your grandmother and started to feel embarrassed about it.  "Hey why did you stop talking I was interested about your grandma who apparently makes bomb ass lasagna." He looked at you and flashed a small smile at you. " Oh I thought I was being annoying talking about my grandmother." You mumble. "Sweetheart, I could listen to you talk all day. Your voice is soothing." He patted your head before starting up the van and started driving.  Your face started warming up and became flushed when Eddie called you sweetheart.
Maybe everything you heard about him was wrong about him being a cult leader who is a horrible person because he was an outcast from Hawkins. Maybe you should not judge him by rumors from other people. The same people who treated you like you were a ghost never talking to you and always walking past you in the halls pretending you never existed.
The whole car was mostly Eddie singing his favorite songs coming from the radio and using his fingers as drumsticks hitting the steering wheel. After a couple of minutes and a couple of right turns later you finally arrived at your house. It was a medium two story house painted pastel yellow with white borders and a little porch decorated with different plants and flower pots due to your father having a green thumb. "Cute house is very cozy from the outside. " He chuckled and turned off the car. He opened his side door and closed it behind him, walking over to your side and opening your door for you. "Such a gentleman." You giggled while hopping out the car. Eddie was leaning against his van looking at you. "I never caught your name snow white you ran away before I could even ask you."  "Oh yeah! Sorry about being rushed by my best friend. Snacth that ex-best friend." You mumble. "But my name is-" 
"Cupcake! Is that you out there!" You heard your father screaming your nickname. He called you Cupcake ever since you were a toddler because you reminded him of a Cupcake for some reason. 
"Come on Cupcake your old man is calling you. " Eddie laughed. You never felt this embarrassed before all because of a stupid childish nickname your father gave you. "Oh shut your pie hole Eddie!" You walked passed him and headed towards your house. You saw your father standing in the doorway with a worried look on his face. "Oh cupcake! Where have you been! it's almost five o'clock!" "I'm sorry about that daddy a lot has happened today." You said in your soft tone and pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you back tightly. "It's okay Cupcake, I could never stay mad at you." He looked up and saw Eddie standing in front of his van with his hands tucked in his pocket. " Honey, who's the guy with the bust down van?" He pulled away from the hug and looked at you. "Oh Eddie! He gave me a ride home! Can he stay for dinner pretty please!" You gave your father puppy eyes. He tried his best to resist them but failed and said yes. "Make sure he wipes his shoes. I just got the carpet clean earlier today." He walked away heading back to the kitchen finishing up dinner.
You turned around and waved Eddie down. "Come on you can stay for dinner! But make sure to wipe off your shoes before coming in!" You shouted across the lawn. Eddie was completely confused about what was happening. You're father invited him to dinner! No way! Eddie 'the freak' of Hawkins is being invited to dinner by you and you're dad! He could still be dumbfounded by this idea of yours. But hey! Free food, right! He started walking towards the house and followed you inside closed the door behind him.The first thing that caught Eddie's attention was the smell of butterscotch coming through the kitchen; the smell was intoxicating to him. You took off your shoes and placed them in the shoe rack, slipping your pink house slippers on. "Should I take my shoes off too?" He looked at you and you nodded. "Yes daddy just got the carpet clean today." Eddie slipped his shoes off, placing them in the rack. "The grey ones are extra for our house guest." You pointed at them. "Cool." He slipped them on. "Dinner is ready,'' your father shouted from the dining room."Come on! I think it's meatloaf!" You took Eddie's hand and started walking towards the dining room. Eddie was more comfortable now and relaxed when you held his hand leading him through the house. "Where is Claude?" You tilted your head. "He's working late again honey he should be coming home any minute." Allen smiled, placing the butterscotch pie on the table. The sound of the front being unlocked caught everyone's attention.
"I'm home!"
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