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eddiesdice666 · 2 years

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Everything and nothing (EddieXfemreader)

Category: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of weed-cussing-flirting-almost a kiss-skipping class-mentions of anxiety-Sexual craving (No smut)

About: You've always had your eye on Eddie Munson, and unbenounced to you, he had his on you.

Hawkins High is a crowded school. So many faces decorate the hallways, consuming the eyes of tired students as they gloomingly walk to their next class. Underwhelming to most, they're just faces, so many to look at everyday. But, to you, they're masterpieces, permanently engraved into the walls of your brain to come back to and admire later.

Eddie is a loud and overwhelming soul. His face is one that you come back to quite often, you're very fond of it. The way his long curly hair frames his fetchers, his brown eyes like pools of chocolate, digging into yours from across the cafeteria. The tattoos on his forearms and left peck are always on your mind like they are on his skin, permanent. The rings on his fingers, silver and cold. You wonder what it's like to feel them against your skin, digging into your smooth flesh.

The hairs on your arms stand up at the thought. You blink a couple times before turning back to your paper, scratching down some notes that you'll never use. You're an average student, holding onto Cs for dear life. An art kid, and it shows on every worksheet you receive. The snakes and smiley faces that adorn the edges of your paper always bring a smile to your teachers' face. The chips of black nail polish fall on your paper like pencil shavings. You haphazardly brush them off, looking up and the clock, 11:35 twenty minutes.

His leg bounces up and down, twirling his pencil to the beat of Metallica running through his ears. The paper sitting in front of him has yet to be written on, sister to the ones neatly stacked in the top of his locker. Eddie has some sort of organized order to him, though you may not see it on the outside. His brain is like sheet music, chaotic, but it makes a beautiful song when you put it all together. He looks up at the clock, twenty minutes. 'Almost there' He thinks to himself.

Lunch, the one time in his day where he can actually get a good look at you. He knows you stare at him, he feels your eyes burning into the side of his face. He wants to go up and talk to you, but he's too nervous, he would never admit that tho. Eddie believes that you're from a heaven he doesn't believe in. You're radiant, a light that he can not put out no matter how hard he tried to. A magnetic field put there to suck him in, and it's slowly working.

The bell rings, both of you shoot out of your chairs and run out the door. He shoves his paper in his locker, jogging through the bodies of hungry teenagers and into the cafeteria. You run in shortly after him, Sitting at your spot across from the Hellfire table. You look up at him, making eye contact immediately. He looks away, face turning crimson as he smiles at his feet as a fight or flight response. You giggle, bringing his attention back up to you.

This is the most you two have interacted with one another, and it's making the loud and overwhelming soul of Eddie Munson, a bit soft. 'Should I go over there?' You think to yourself, he's thinking the same thing, but he comes up with his answer a bit quicker then you could come up with yours. He jumps up from his set and makes his way over to you, plopping down next to you, The smell of weed and guitar polish overrides your senses, making the butterflies explode in your stomach.

"Hey" He says, leaning against the table to get a better view of your features. You smile back, your shy demeanor stabbing him like a needle. "Hello" His grin brightens at the sound of your voice as he tries to think of something else to say. "You like to stare" Your face turns bright red, and you try to hide it in your hands, making him chuckle. "It's ok, I do too" You smile at him, regaining your composure, but the red never leaves your face as you look in his eyes.

"I've been wanting to talk to you for a while now" He startes off "But alas, you make me a little shy" You're taken aback by this statement "Eddie Munson? Shy?" You respond. He laughs a little, bringing a smile to your face "I know, I know. It's confusing me too" You two sit and keep conversation for the whole lunch period. You didn't expect him to be so gentle and kind with you, but you aren't complaining.

The bell rings, you both groan in annoyance at the abrupt ending to your time together "Wanna skip?" He asks 'skip? Should I?' You think to yourself. You bite your lip, breaking eye contact for a split second "sure" "Perfect" He grabs your hand, pulling himself and you from the table, making a beeline to the doorway and leading you out into the hallway.

The cool autumn air hits your face. You breathe it all in, missing its refreshing feeling. "Where will we go?" You ask, he looks back at you with a mischievous grin on his face, holding out his hand for you to take it again, "You'll see" Your heart starts beating quicker with excitement as he starts pulling you towards the running track.

The gravel crunches under your feet, kicking one of the bigger pebbles out of habit. Eddie copies you, kicking one in the general direction of where yours went. You squeeze his hand harder, wondering if it's normal to hold someone's hand this quickly and for this long after just meeting, but you go with it, enjoying the safe feeling that it gives you.

He walks you towards the edge of the forest, causing you to stop abruptly. "What's wrong?" He asks with a confused expression across his face. "What's in there? Why are we going in there?" You reply, starting to ramble "Hey hey" Eddie interjects, moving to face you and resting a calest palm on your cheek "Don't worry that beautiful brain of yours" You nod lightly, hoping that he can't hear your heartbeat getting faster "I wouldn't bring you here if I wasn't damn sure it was safe, ok?" You nod again, leaning into his hand ever so slightly.

Smiling down at you, he turns back to the forest, slowly leading you inside the wall of pine trees. About three hundred meters in, there's an opening of trees with an old wooden picnic bench in the middle. "See! Safe" He says looking down at you "Safe" You reply. Both of you walk over to the table, sitting down across from each other. "You're the only reason why I go to lunch" You say, breaking the comfortable silence.

He tilts his head to the side "Oh yeah?" You nod your head "I say this in the lowest form of creepy, but you're fascinating to watch" he doesn't say anything in return, so you keep going "I have a thing for faces. They tell me stories and I enjoy listening to them. It gives me something to think about, it calms me. Your face tells fascinating stories. They help me fall asleep, and they help me wake up"

Eddie just looks at you, confused and amused at your words. "I promise I'm not crazy" You say, covering your mouth to suppress the giggles coming out of it. He chuckles "We're all a little crazy, aren't we, Y/l/n?" You nod, blushing and looking down at your fingers, picking at your black nail polish. "Why don't you ever sit with anyone at lunch?" You look back up at him, your smile fades slightly. "I don't have any friends" You look back down at your hands timidly.

You moved here with your dad last year and havent found your spot in hawkings yet. You're a shy person, with some anxiety. Talking to people and taking the initiative is a struggle for you. Eddie understands how you're feeling. He's alway had a hard time connecting with people. He has a steady friend group now, but it was hard to pull it all together.

"Listen, I don't know what's drawing me to you. Maybe it's how beautiful you are, or maybe it's deeper than that. All I know is that I want to be your friend" He grabs your hands and holds them in the middle of the table. "Let me be your friend" You smile, nodding quickly. "Yes!" He says, pumping his fist into the air. Your laughter fills his ears, making him smile along with you.

"You aren't as scary as people put you out to be" He scoffs, "No, I'm horrifying" He replies, flipping his curly brown locks. "Absolutely terrifying" You play along "Disgusting" He leans in closer to you "Petrifying" You do the same, getting closer and closer with every playful insult.

Your noses are only millimeters apart now. You can feel his warm breath on your tender lips. He looks down at them, then back up into your eyes. Your lips part open just the slightest bit, enough to get the air that was just sucked from your lungs back into them. He gulps, you watch as his adam's apple bobs in his throat. "Nervous, Munson?" You accuse boldly. He moves in closer "No, but you are" He whispers. "You cocky bastard" "Oh you love it" You smile, looking down at your hands.

His pointer finger and thumb bring your gaze back up to his. "I love making you all flustered" He leans in further, you close your eyes, waiting for some sort of contact. He snickers, getting up from his seat "What the fuck" You say in disbelief. He laughs obnoxiously "Gotcha!" You cross your arms and glare at him "You wanted it tho!" you protest "I will not confirm, nor deny that accusation"

He leans over the table, looking down into your y/e/c eyes. "Just wait, my child" He says, putting a hand on your cheek "You'll get to taste the lips of Eddie Munson soon" You giggle "You're making it seem as though I'm desperate" "Are you not?" You bite your lip, trying to come up with a snarky response. You stand up, now at eye level with him "You wish, Munson" You lightly smack his left cheek twice, before getting up and running out of the clearing. A stunned and laughing Edding Munson running after you.

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A/n: Hello! I hope you enjoyed this! Ik it's kinda cheesy. they were moving a little fast, but it's whatever. Please request anything if you have something that you're interested in! I would really appreciate it (:

Okie! that's all I have. I hope you have a good day/night!

-Georgia <3

(Line creddit: @plumycake)

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asexualzoro · 4 years

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list of reasons i find Brook ridiculous

for brook’s birthday, ive decided to follow up my other two posts of this genre by dragging yet another idiot swordsman. i have everybrook open on my phone next to me. here we go

- first and foremost his most ridiculous crime is existing. as he’s already so ridiculous as a character, im going to talk only about things hes done

- i want to know, did Brook make a conscious effort to change his laugh to sound like his favorite song? how long did it take? what was the in between period like? what did his crew have to say about this? the rumbar pirates were big on playful teasing, did they let Brook live this down?

- ALTERNATIVELY: was brook’s laugh already like that? is that why bink’s sake is his favorite song? is that why it was York’s favorite-- oh we only made it two bullet points before i made myself sad

- relatedly i cannot make fun of anything Brook did in his backstory it will make me too sad. hes spared for now

- i DO want to say from a writing standpoint its so fucking ridiculous to me that he mentions twice being a convoy captain in the past and it never comes up again. oda?? why even bother to include something that cool if you weren't even going to do anything with it?? you could have said hes just always been a pirate but no. oda?? oda

- there was that bit where a bunch of people thought Brook was satan and addressed him as such (i think Satan-sama in the original, and the translation i read was like... Lord Satan or Lord Demon or something). not only did Brook never correct them, but he also ran with it and later used this case of mistaken identity as a reason to threaten to eat a man’s heart

- also both men and women were showing him their underwear in that bit. bi rights

- those satanists let Brook get kidnapped while saying they would try to summon him back. do you think they're still at it

- Brook is older than... basically every old man in the series. Garp, Whitebeard, Rayleigh... all of them. something about that is so weird to me and i cannot place why

- Brook has seen and can prove the existence of an afterlife in One Piece canon and its then never addressed again

- Brook missed so many huge events while being dead. im looking at a timeline rn and these include the obvious, like, roger’s execution and subsequent effect on in-world culture and society and whatever. but also things like the destruction of ohara (which was in his home sea), the founding of the world power known as the revolutionary army (which was about 20yrs ago), and the births of every other member of his crew. wack

- he seems to know about stuff related to the pirate king post time skip, and i wonder if thats because someone told him or he’s just playing along now. maybe he just thinks Luffy made up the term pirate king cuz it sounds cool and he wants to support his captain’s interests

- if he DID ask though, like, who did he ask? his managers? did he pull aside some fan asking for an autograph at a concert like “hey, you look like a knowledgable young lad, mind helping me out?”

- i would love to be there when someone takes the time to explain roger, the pirate king, raffle, the One Piece.... and Brook asks them “what is the One Piece?”.... and someone has to look him in the eye (...or not) and tell him “i don't know”

- Brook has technically died of fright (his soul left his body), like... at least once? it was luffy’s fault

- Brook was an urban legend on the florian triangle and i doubt he even knows that about himself

- when they're heading to fishmen island Brook gets all scared when they encounter a possible ghost ship and Usopp slaps him

- when captured by big mom he sleeps so godamn soundly and securely that he is harder to wake up than she is and this fact nearly gets a bunch of his crew killed

- Brook is the only character i can think of who has ever broken the fourth wall. he only did it once. maybe seeing the afterlife means he now knows hes in a manga. or maybe being isolated for 50 years just made his head be not screwed on right

- speaking of, there’s a bit in WCI at the wedding where Brook is decapitated. i don't know how it goes in the anime, but in the manga like... no one is shown to have decapitated him. his head just pops off. maybe he was just having fun

- also the bit where he rips the fake face off in wci. when someone calls him gross he cries

- there’s a bit in fishmen island where Brook is trying to ask Nami if he can see her panties (disgusting bastard) and he inadvertently protects her from being dehydrated by some guy they were fighting. except the panel setup reminds me a lot of / mimics ace protecting Luffy from Akainu, and it haunts me

- speaking of bits from fishmen island that haunt me, there's a page where it’s strongly implied Brook fucked a mermaid (maybe two). i will of course include the page here

- yeah. sorry.

- when Brook first meets the strawhats he invites himself inside because “it’s cold out!” but he later admits in punk hazard that he cant feel cold. he was just lying

- no one introduces himself to Brook except Luffy for the entirety of thriller bark

- half related, Franky cradles Brook in his arms / carries Brook around for like a full scene in thriller bark

- there's a link two second bit in film gold where the crew is just relaxing while they're planning for how they're going to get Zoro back and they're all shown eating burgers from pirate mcdonalds or whatever. and Brook is eating a burger and hes so messy that hes got burger on his forehead, and Franky is next to him just looking at him

- Brook also wears fake skin in that movie

- Brook has a running gag where he gets upset when things refuse to eat him and i was going to make a joke about it but im wondering if maybe hes just afraid of being left behind........ made myself sad again

- he cries when a dragon won't eat him tho

- Brook admits to reading monster hentai when talking to Sanji and Kin’emon and if i have to be burdened with knowing that so do you

- when hes trying to figure out the weakness of the zombies on thriller bark he overhears one ate a salted fish and lost its shadow and immediately assumes “oh, must have been the fish!” idiot man

- where does his sword cane go when hes not using it. it just appears. where does he store it

- there's a bit where the strawhats all use a combo attack at thriller bark and the first step is firing an electrically charged Brook in a slingshot through oars/oz. he ends up in a wall and no one ever pulls him out. i don't even think the manga shows how he got down

- enemies post time skip regularly assume Brook is dead when they manage to knock the crew out and it makes me wonder how popular of a rock star Brook actually was

- Brook goes on a mini rant to no one while they're descending to fisherman island where he wonders aloud how he sees without eyes and it makes me lose it

- this isn't Brook technically but Nekomamushi is based on a song Brook’s voice actor wrote about his cat.

- Brook literally doesn't have a brain. like i know we all know that but its so fucking funny. we make jokes about other strawhats only having one braincell or whatever but Brook straight up 100% just has a seashell where his brain is supposed to be

- why does he have rubber glove looking hands when hes haunting the castle at wano i fucking hate them

- relatedly, there’s a bit where Brook mentions he’s been, at kinemon’s interaction, sitting in a well for like... possibly days? is he okay

- honestly i love everything about Brook’s actions as a ghost in wano bc its so fucking funny but my FAVORITE fact is that Brook is in the wikipedia article about starving skeletons

im leaving you with that. appreciate ur local skeleton today

#brook #soul king brook #One Piece #my posts #ridiculous lists #zaria dont look #long post #this is like a condensed version of what its like to follow me pn twitter i think #i could probs add more but i wont

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