#shy mutual

[tor-the-tortilla]

GUYS.

G U Y S.

I LOOK AT THEIR PROFILE ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT I WASN’T FOLLOWING THEM ALREADY EVEN THOUGH IVE LIKED A TON OF THEIR POSTS.

AHHHHH WHAT DO I DO

@sedittedice @whisperinghallwaysofmirrors

[autistic--mothman]

shy mutual: what is thy wisdom?

They wisdom is

When you are eepy you must go sleepy

[lizzie-tempest]

Hi.

I'm really sorry you're going through such a hard time right now.

I just wanted to let you know that I love your writing. I'm always excited when I get an email telling me you've updated one of your fics on Ao3.

So, yeah. I wanted you to know that you are valued and appreciated. Because, as a wise monster once said:

Take care of yourself, kid. 'Cause someone out there really cares for you.

- a mutual who's too shy to come off anon. No, do not perceive me! *hides*

i don't know what to say. mainly because i spent about 10 minutes crying yesterday and just this ask has reduced me to tears again because it feel so good to know that someone cares.

shy mutual, don't ever feel pressured to come off anon. but just know that i love you and appreciate your kind words and i am giving you so many hugs right now.

[rosicheeks]

Ps - you’re beyond beautiful 💙💜

- a shy mutual

[villainanders]

When beloved mutuals are like oh no tumblr might be going down add me on discord! like okay I love you I’m kissing you on the mouth I’ll die without your little posts but am I going to message you? are you going to message me? we all know this is not going to happen.we r open pasture creatures we both need a place to post freely

[bareboneswitch]

may you have a new year full of fortune and happiness. I read some tarot before I sent this and got the fool, so may your new beginnings and opportunities be blessed. (love from a mutual)

Awwww thank you very much, beloved mutual! I hope the same and more for you too ❤️

[ghostlyfleur]

𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

eddie munson x shy!oc

contents: anxiety, curse words, friends to lovers. lovesick!eddie, inexperienced!reader, self-consciousness, first kiss, sharing clothes. eddie’s jacket is oversized on reader. can be read as x reader, but a bit oc too? carnival date.

word count: ~1.5k

eddie munson is in love.

she is entirely inexperienced in anything romantic or sexual; no first kiss, never even got close to it. extremely shy and anxious, has a seemingly innocent aura, is a bit out of sorts, ditzy, with a sort of luna lovegood vibe. doesn’t argue with people, always tears up if confronted about anything, doesn’t have beef with anyone and is a lot more rational than emotional even though she tears up so easily. also doesn’t hold grudges or care what people think of her…

the thing is, she has been introverted her whole life, a very anxious person, and so doesn’t understand that eddie munson likes her because she needs to be told how people feel about her very explicitly otherwise her mind will convince her they hate her. anxiety is like that. and she’s the kind of person that has a hard time realizing that people can perceive their existence and have feelings for them, no matter what type of feelings, so even though eddie is not at all shy about flirting with her and giving her all of the attention in the world in his over-the-top, overdramatic way, he also knows that if anything other than the friendship he’s thankfully managed to build with her is going to happen, romantic-wise, that she has to be the one to initiate it— but she’s oblivious!

on the other hand though, she doesn’t even bother hiding her infatuation with eddie — it’s a lot more than infatuation by now. she’s always looking at him with stars in her eyes and laughs at his jokes and smiles that big, square, goofy smile whenever they lock eyes and constantly praises him because he deserves to feel as special as he is, right? and she goes into detailed talks about lord of the rings with him, likes many of the same bands he does or simply lets him play his favorites for her, and she truly loves to watch hellfire play dungeons & dragons.

her eds even made her a special edition pink hellfire shirt. ‘cause he’s a simp.

one day, as she’s out with chrissy and heather outside a diner, talking and laughing and catching up, eddie is close by somewhere with friends. his van is parked nearby.

it starts getting chilly, and eddie’s girl starts shivering, so she quickly excused herself away from the girls, “gimme a second!” and reaches through the open window of eddie’s van, making a mental note to grill him about it later — “‘cause it isn’t safe, eds!” — to grab his leather jacket thinking of how he has told her over and over that she can borrow it, that “what’s mine is yours, sweets. i don’t mind sharing if it’s with you”, so she figures it’s okay, right? and goes back to the girls who are fucking smirking like they see something she doesn’t.

it’s about fifteen minutes later, and eddie is walking towards the trio, simply because he misses his girl and wants a hug, when he sees it.

she’s wearing his jacket. his jacket.

in typical eddie fashion, he makes a scene— gasping dramatically, he clutches his chest over his heart and falls to his knees, because fuck what anyone around thinks. his precious girl is wearing his fucking jacket! and she looks like a fucking angel.

“eds, what are you doin’?”

“do you know how heavenly you look in my jacket? i just had to get on my knees to worship you.”

the boy shuffles closer to his sweet girl on his knees still while he talks and she’s flustered, okay? she’s shy and her face is on fire and she’s covering her cheeks and giggling. and because it’s eddie, her eddie, she’s not running away to have a panic attack. ‘cause it’s eddie and he’s being sweet, so she can’t focus on anyone else long enough to feel crippling anxiety or embarrassment. doesn’t even care that chrissy is cooing and heather is smirking.

“that jacket is yours now, you own it. you pretty much own me by now.” eddie says, on his knees, in front of her

“it’s okay that i took it right?” she makes sure even after his display of joy, ‘cause anxiety isn’t rational “you said i—”

her eddie knows her, though. he stands up, gets real fucking close to her, so close they’re almost touching, with this look of absolute adoration and “i’d give ya everything i have if i could, pretty.”

fast forward a few days later. chrissy kept yapping on and on to the oblivious girl about how “in love” eddie is, but it’s as though her brain won’t let her even entertain the idea.

that’s until she’s having a semi-regular quote unquote friend-date with eddie, something they’ve done quite a few times before, and this time they go to the fair. they’re doing everything couples might do, eddie is very aware of this, and he’s over the moon to just be enjoying quality time with his pretty girl until she spots a photobooth, “oh, eds! we have to!” and eddie’s desperately counting coins to pay. the pictures go a little something like this:

after coming up blank with pose ideas, they just look at each other and laugh, but at the sound of his free and bright laugh, she just stares at her boy like he’s a dream come true— first pic is taken, looking at eddie like he hung the moon while he’s mid-laugh.

eddie notices her staring and goes from loud laughs to breathless ones, a smile on his lips, and whispers a soft “what?”— second picture is taken as the girl quickly presses her lips to his, her very first kiss, and it’s caught on camera.

the third picture depicts eddie’s sweet girl nervously rambling “i was going to ask for permission first, i promise!” while eddie has a glassy, dreamy look on his face, slack jawed, looking at her lips.

and at the fourth snap? eddie presses forward to shut her up with another impossibly soft and tender kiss, both of their eyes are closed and his hand is holding her jaw, thumb brushing her cheek.

after they part from the second kiss, eddie acknowledges that it was her first kiss, a shy “was that okay?” to which his sweetheart just smiles really big and nods excitedly over and over with a breathless giggle. that was the perfect first and second kiss and she couldn’t ask for more.

they hold hands the rest of the night.

[sturnioz]

this a wild one but lowkey...frat!chris who snorts lines off of shy!reader for the first time 🫣

tw. heavy mentions of drugs.

"what do you want me to do?" you ask quietly with a frown on your face, glancing between chris' grip on your wrist and the bed he's tugging you toward, pushing you back to lean against the pillows.

"jus'.. lay there f'me, yeah? don't gotta do shit — jus' relax." chris murmurs to you, his voice low in a drawl. he shoves his hand into his pocket, the fabric rustling softly, and pulls out a crinkled baggy filled with white powder.

your frown deepens, tand you tilt your head slightly, your heart racing as you watch him. chris leans closer, his breath warm against your skin, and you hear him cough to clear his throat. his tongue prods against his cheek as his fingers slide under the hem of your shirt, pushing it up over your chest.

the cold air brushes against your exposed skin, sending a shiver coursing through you. chris seems to notice your reaction, a low hum escaping his lips as he pours a fine line of powder onto your stomach, the white granules drifting lightly across your skin.

you instinctively shift, but chris shakes his head, his hand pressing down on your hip to ground you. "stay still."

you nod shortly, chewing on your bottom lip. chris leans down, pinching one nostril shut, his expression focussed, and you hear the sharp inhale as he snorts the line of cocaine off of your skin.

you squirm, an accidental giggle pushing past your lips at the unexpected ticklishness of it all. chris responds with a deep, throat groan, the sound resonating against your chest as he drops his head down, resting it on your breast as surrenders to the moment, allowing the drugs to course through his veins.

"g'job." chris drawls, his words barely incoherent as he lays his full weight against you and you purse your lips, cheeks feeling warm at the praise as you hesitantly raise your hands, threading your fingers through his hair.

[objektum]

OBJECTUM PEOPLE. How did you figure out you're objectum. GO

[arriakin]

Tododeku movie night 🍿

This one’s for you, @tsukk1 !!

[autistic--mothman]

shy mutual: I hope ur doing well! *hands you a slice of tamagoyaki*

Thank you so much!!! Apologies for not noticing this till today I’ve been busy bc my birthday is the 29th and girlie has to focus on dealing with immigration in August to move to Ireland!

[lizzie-tempest]

hey lizzie, just wanted to check in with you and see how you're doing - a shy mutual

No need to be shy! You're always welcome to say hello ^_^

I'm...well i'm not entirely okay right now. I will be eventually. Just not right now.

Hope you're doing okay! Take care of yourself! ❤

[mooreaux]

My influence board! Been seeing these around and wanted to do one myself 💖

[burntblueberrywaffles]

Mutuals! Please reblog if you’re ok with receiving random asks

[ghostlyfleur]

steve who pulls the hem of your skirt down when it rises up for you when your hands are busy. steve who pulls the strap of your top up your shoulder when it falls. steve who delicately pushes your glasses up your nose when they slide down. steve who insists on tying your shoelaces for you. steve who gently tucks your hair behind your ears while you talk. steve who wipes chocolate with his thumb from the corner of your mouth. steve who bops your nose when he teases you. steve who adjusts the beanie you wear when you’re cold to make sure you’re covered properly. steve who drags the clasp and pendant of your necklaces to the right places. steve who plays with the rings on your fingers while he talks. steve who puts small flowers he picks on the streets behind your ears to see you blush. steve who brings you closer to him by the loops in your jeans.

steve harrington who is completely obsessed with you and devoted to you, and isn’t afraid of showing it… even if you two are not together yet.

[sturnioz]

fratboy!chris n shy!reader who have a major argument and it ends with fratboy!chris gettin all closed off n shy!reader getting influenced by her friends to 'break up' with him. plus he isn't even a good guy, he smokes and he deals and he's an asshole in general. but then again the two aren't even dating, so they just give eachother the silent treatment. n it breaks shy!readers heart how fratboy!chris acts like nothing ever happened between the two of them. dapping up his friends in the hall n going on w his days as usual, smiling n laughing like nothing ever occured. even overhearing him call you a 'friend' because you weren't ever dating, right? but shy!reader cant help the way she feels, because she really believed fratboy!chris liked her in his own weird, little way

vi you always fucking eat with this im losing my mind.