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JOSEPH QUINN as EDDIE MUNSON in STRANGER THINGS 4.08 “Papa”

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NO. NOPE.
JOSEPH QUINN as EDDIE MUNSON in STRANGER THINGS 4.08 “Papa”

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“When I said scars are kinda sexy, I didn’t mean you should get one right away…”
❛ Oh, you know me. Couldn’t help trying to impress you. ❜ Eddie lets out a weak chuckle, which he almost immediately regrets – as a sharp pain runs down his side. Yep, he was bedridden for the foreseeable future, which was terrible for someone as antsy as him.
The one upside to all of this – besides still being alive and all – is that Eve comes by often. In fact, she almost refuses to ever leave his side. Currently, she’s hovering her fingers over his scarring, as if she’s touching the marks, but without causing him the pain of actually running her fingers over them.
Eddie studies her closely, his eyes scanning every movement on her face, every time her eyes flit to another one of his many wounds. Looking at her, as cheesy as it may seem, makes him forget about the pain for a little while. He sits comfortably in the silence for a few moments before he sees the slight shift in her demeanor. He’d know that look anywhere. It’s guilt. Gods, anything bad could happen and Eve would find a way to blame it on herself. But Eddie wasn’t about to let that happen. He slowly reaches a hand out and takes hold of the hand that had currently been ghosting over his wounds. He gives it a squeeze.
❛ They have me so doped up on meds, I can’t even feel what those damn bats did to me. ❜ Another chuckle. There’s immediate regret for that one as well, but he does his best not to let his wince detract from the conversation. ❛ If it wasn’t for you, Eve, I would’ve been bat food. You know that, right? Like –– I would’ve been at least a five-course meal for them. ❜
“You’ve given me too much power and I am already corrupted.” her bard in d&d has been given too much power askjdfsf
❛ Ohhh, I can see that! ❜ Eddie lets out a hearty laugh at Maya’s words. The campaign had definitely taken an interesting turn, and it was about to get even more exciting. Yes, Maya’s bard was becoming more and more powerful, but that was all about to be put to the test. A mischievous grin slowly begins to tug at Eddie’s lips. He places his elbows on the table, his fingers forming a tent as he stares over his DM screen at her.
❛ ... Roll for initiative. ❜ ( Classic. )
little psa –– i am currently studying for one of the exams i have to take in order to get licensed as an attorney in ny. it isn’t the bar (i take that next summer), but it still requires my time and attention. on top of work, i’ve found it a little difficult to come on here and my other blogs on a regular basis. so, until the evening of august 11th, my activity is going to be incredibly spotty across all of my blogs. i will still pop in here from time to time, but i will not be super active until after my exam is over. thank you so much for your patience!
a study in polaroids ! – mickey & eddie ( @corrodeadcoffin ) ♡

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hawkinslove.
@corrodeadcoffin gets a starter!
The sound of the bell echoes through the classroom. The senior class of Hawkins High stampede for the door, excited that the weekend had made its return once again. Another day closer to freedom.
Mickey stands from her desk, eagerly scanning the room as she slips her bag over her shoulder, grabbing the small stack of remaining flyers off her desk. She spots the few lingering students, her eyes landing on her next target- the full head of brown hair, clad in the decked out denim jacket.
( Couldn’t hurt to ask, right? )
❛ Hey- Eddie, right? ❜ She smiles, approaching his desk. ❛ Michelle. Campbell. I’m uh- hosting a senior potluck..ish thing this weekend, wanted to give you this in case you decide to come. It’ll be fun. ❜ She grins, laying the blue piece of paper on his notebook and praying he hadn’t heard her mutter of ‘I hope’ after her invitation.
‘ Come on, you don’t wanna grab burgers? ’ Jeff raises his brows at Eddie’s refusal, but Eddie shakes his head. ❛ Not today, man. Wanna get some hours in learning the new Metallica. ❜ It’s something Jeff can’t argue with; he gives his friend and bandmate a nod of understanding before patting him on the back and leaving the room.
Eddie fiddles around at his desk for a moment, ignoring the whispers and name-calling as some of his oh-so-lovely peers pass him by. One of them attempts to knock a book off his desk, but Eddie’s reflexes are faster, and he grabs it before it hits the floor. At this point in the game, he is used to letting the insults and bullying slide right off him. So, he simply continues about his activities, humming Master of Puppets all the while. He could practically feel the strings of his guitar under his fingers, he could practically hear the chords flowing through his amp... and he could practically hear –– ‘ Hey. Eddie, right? ’
Eddie is ripped from his thoughts as a voice pipes up behind him. He jumps up from his seat, at-attention as he registers just who is speaking to him. Mickey Campbell? He wants to laugh as she introduces herself, but he offers a bit of an unsure smile instead. Of course he knows who she is; she’s practically a Hawkins High legend. Just as Chrissy Cunningham is the Queen of Hawkins High, Mickey Campbell is the Queen of Hawkins Parties.
Parties were never his scene –– ( as if anyone would invite him, anyway ) –– which is why he is doubly surprised when Mickey extends an invitation to him.
❛ Ah, so you’ve chosen social suicide today. ❜ It’s not his best opener, though he finds some amusement in it himself. His eyes flit down towards the flyer that she had placed over his notebook. His doodles peek out from behind the bright blue paper; Kas the Bloody Handed scowls at the words ‘Senior Potluck’ printed neatly across the top. But Eddie’s expression remains friendly, albeit a bit shocked by the entire situation. ❛ Sorry. Yeah, it’s, uh. It’s Eddie. ❜ He clears his throat and lifts the paper up, scanning it over before his eyes return to the girl before him.
He tacks onto his last thought. ❛ Munson. –– You sure you’re giving this to the right Eddie? ❜ Another attempt at humor to calm his nerves. He’s baffled as to why she’s speaking to him, and a few lingering seniors at the classroom’s doorway looking at the two of them seemingly have a similar train of thought. They whisper to one another before shuffling out of the room as Eddie’s gaze momentarily flicks towards them.
❛ Between you and me, Michelle, I’m not exactly a crowd favorite. ❜ And the zingers keep coming. It’s well-known he’s gained the reputation of ‘the freak’ -– and he’s not quite sure how his presence at a party would bode for the overall vibe of the affair. ❛ But I’m sure it’ll be great. I hear all about your parties. Stuff of legends and all that. ❜ A disarming smile follows his words.
random misc dialogue … sentence starters
tw: mentions of rejection, death
“You sound like my dad.”
“Are you hurt or are you scared?”
“He looked like a Gilligan’s Island extra.”
“You might be a doofus, but you’re my doofus.”
“I’ve never been more afraid of anything in my life.”
“Are you trying to creep me out? ‘Cause its working.”
“He gave me flowers… and I panicked and ate them.”
“How many chocolate truffles does it take to kill a man?”
“Don’t talk to me like that. Don’t ever talk to me like that.”
“You’ve given me too much power and I am already corrupted.”
“I just want to be every animal’s friend, is that too much to ask?”
“There’s a lot going on here. More than I can deal with. I’m sorry.”
“I mean, I was only legally dead for a couple minutes. No big deal.”
“I don’t think there’s any way we’re getting out of this in one piece…”
“I think I was born in the wrong era… I mean, I was meant for hunting mammoths.”
“Our course tonight includes a PB&J… because it’s all I know how to make, enjoy.”
“Are you finally ready to talk? Or are you going to keep throwing temper tantrums?”
“There was absolutely nothing I said that should’ve made you think I approved this.”
“In all seriousness, do you want to get married so we can claim more on our taxes?”
“When did I get elected Resident Mom Friend? I don’t remember putting forward my candidacy.”
“Maybe you should worry less about what others think of you… and more about what you think of yourself.”
“I didn’t think anyone could ever make me fall in love… and I was right, they still haven’t. You give yourself too much credit.”
EDDIE MUNSON + HANDS Stranger Things 4 (2022)
@braeveries keeps blessing me w eddie art ♡ i am not worthy
eddie munson in stranger things s04e01 ↳ chapter one: the hellfire club

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eddie is so pretty.
#neck
the note + polaroid photos presented with the mixtape made by eve ft @corrodeadcoffin !
vladimir nabokov’s first letter to his future wife, véra (26 july 1923)
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five times kissed
@corrodeadcoffin : meme.
one ; the very first night.
eve’s head rests atop eddie’s chest. she listens to the steady beat of his heart, enjoying the warmth provided by his body tangled with hers. they’ve found themselves in this position more often than she imagined they ever would. legs knocking softly against each other’s, as eddie’s fingers brush softly against her arm thrown across his torso. it was so normal for them, now -- but it doesn’t stop eve’s heart from beating rampantly in her chest. ( he has to notice it -- there’s no way he can’t … right ? ) eve offers a glance up towards him when he shifts against his pillows, pushing them somehow closer together. she offers a small smile to him as his hand hesitates to lift from her arm, before his fingers touch softly against her cheek. ‘ hey. ‘ she wonders if he knows just how comfortable he makes her feel. “hey.” her voice is soft -- softer than she intends, but there’s a need to keep this moment soft as his fingers brush gently against her cheek. ‘ can i try something ? ‘ she feels her brows lift at his words. before she has an opportunity to answer, he’s shifting again, bringing their faces closer than before. it’s not like this is new -- the small distance between them, so close their noses almost touch. however, it’s typically paired with a scowl -- or a dare for one of them to break first. ‘ can i try this ? ‘ his thumb brushes gently across her lower lip and it parts from her top on its own accord. ( friends can kiss -- right ? ) she nods softly. “try what ?” she ignores the soft shake in her own voice as her eyes search his. ‘ i wanna kiss you -- but if it’s weird, we can forget it, or something. ‘ eve can feel her heart knocking loudly against her rib cage as her eyes widen slightly at his words. ( how many times had she stared at her ceiling … wondering ? ) she nods again. “sure.” his head starts to dip, and eve’s convinced she’s forgotten how to breathe. she feels his palm rest where his fingers were once tracing, before their lips touch. it’s soft -- too soft, but eve can already feel the lack of oxygen making her head dizzy. “just do it, idiot,” is mumbled against his lips, before they’re slotting against hers. her fingers wrap gently around his wrist and she prays he doesn’t hear the soft moan that slips passed her lips and onto his.
two ; as if nothing’s changed.
squeaks of laughter falls passed her lips as eddie’s fingers dig into her side. “stop it, right now !” flows loudly through petals of laughter and pants. she doesn’t think he will -- in fact, she’s fairly certain his fingers increase speed against her sides. “eddie !” name is mixed with higher pitched laughing as she does her best to squirm away from him. instead, it only lands them in a different position. eddie’s hips dig into hers, as he shifts his weight onto his knees. suddenly, his hands stop their movements, instead, pressing firmly into her sides. she gulps in breaths as she stares up at him. ( here they are, again. ) they haven’t even spoken about the first time, but eve watches his eyes dart from hers to her lips. she’s not sure who closes the space, but she feels the absence of his mattress against her back for a moment, before her arms are wrapping around the back of his neck and tugging him closer to her. ( does he know he tastes like heaven to her ? )
three ; idle thoughts and lowered inhibitions.
“what do you mean you don’t know what shotgunning is ?” short laughter falls through her lips as he blows smoke into the mess of his van. he shrugs before he’s handing the half smoked joint to her. ‘ i don’t know -- why do you know what it is ? ‘ she snorts lightly before she’s inhaling, blowing the smoke through her nose as she lifts from her spot and onto her knees. “i had a very adventurous life before i met you, edward !” she laughs again as his face scrunches at the name. she thinks he’s about to make a comment about it, before she’s crawling over the small space between them and tossing one leg over his lap. he swallows whatever he was about to say, as his hands find rest against her hips. “open your mouth.” she tries to force the smile away as he obeys and lets his lips part at her words. “breathe in what i exhale, okay, pretty boy ?” he nods as she places the joint back between her lips. she inhales more than usual before she’s removing the joint and letting her lips brush against his. her eyes watch his as she exhales into his mouth. ( there goes her heart hammering away in her chest again. ) his fingers tighten against her hips lightly as he inhales her smoke, before it’s blowing back through his nose and mixing with the thick air around them. “see, it’s not that --“ words are cut off as his lips crash into hers. she’s not sure who moans : her or him -- or, maybe it’s both of them, but she finds herself tucking the noise into her memory for later.
four ; head bangers and bathroom sinks.
her lips smile against his as his back collides with the wall of the hideaway bathroom. he’s trying to say something against her lips, but she’s not listening. instead, her hands are busy unhooking his belt as she tugs him against her chest. she parts from his lips just long enough to rush out, “stop talking, eddie,” before their lips are meeting again. his fingers dip under her shirt as he walks them further into the darkly lit room. she groans softly against his lips as her lower back presses into the sink. fingers rush to unbutton his jeans as his hands move from her back to her thighs, lifting her until she’s falling onto the sink. their lips part once more as his lips attach to her neck. “you looked so hot tonight.” she’s not even listening to her own words -- her brain too fuzzy to acknowledge her thoughts as he presses opened mouth kisses against her skin. ‘ yeah ? ‘ she nods, her fingers dipping under the waistline of his underwear. they’re both too distracted to hear the porcelain skin crack -- they’re not too distracted to feel the weight give out beneath her, though. eddie has just enough time to wrap his arm around her lower back to save her from falling before they’re both being sprayed with water. eve yelps loudly as the two turn their focus to the now broken sink. “turn it off !” ‘ what does it look like i’m doing ?! ‘ she can’t help it. she laughs loudly as she watches him struggle with the spraying water. “you broke it !” her hand reaches out to turn against the knob, stopping the water from spraying them both. ( today was a bad day to wear a white shirt. ) their eyes find each other’s before they’re both laughing loudly. ‘ it was your ass ! ‘ eve glances down at her shirt as she tries to wring some of the water out of it. “we’re never going to be allowed back.”
five ; the one with no motive.
eve leans against the lockers as her eyes study eddie. he pulls a book from his locker, and her brows raise. “are you actually going to class ?” his eyes find hers and he offers her that lopsided smile she’s grown so fond of. ‘ yeah. shocker, i know. ‘ she laughs lightly as he closes his locker. “i didn’t even know you had one of these things.” her knuckle raps against the now closed door as he rolls his eyes as her words. ‘ army crawling, remember ? ‘ she offers him a small smile, before she’s fishing her hand into his jacket pocket and pulling out his box of cigarettes. “so, you won’t be needing these, right ?” she discreetly shows him the box before she’s shoving it into her tote bag. ‘ not right now. ‘ her eyes glance towards the ceiling as the bell rings. ‘ gotta go. see you later. ‘ she has just enough time to look back towards him before he’s pressing his lips against hers and turning away. her smile drops as she watches his back with wide eyes as he walks towards his class. her fingers touch against her lips lightly as she lets her back hits back into the lockers. ( how long will it take them to acknowledge that ? )
“No one was nice to us. No one except for Eddie.”