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cr0wsink · 1 year

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finally worked out a version of my riddler i actually kinda like. he has a new look almost every year, this man is not consistent at all. waynetech edward is not as sexy a look as he thought it was at the time.

literally just an amalgamation of all my fave riddlers into one, just very ZY inspired bc he’s my fave and i wanna smooch him <3

#batman #my art #dc fanart #the riddler #batman fanart #edward nashton #dc riddler #edward nygma #edward nigma #my eddie #very stereotypical geeky dude #like he will rant to you for hours about internet safety #and then download the sketchiest shit ever #just mansplains shit to u and if u zone out ONCE he’s restarting the entire talk

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rehfan · 2 months

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The Boy Is Mine (Amy’s edition)

From @carolmunson ‘s prompt found HERE

The scene: a romantic night at the trailer

Props included/mentioned: a throw pillow; vanilla frosting; a small notebook

Dialogue included:

“I ran out of like, nice cups. Is this okay?”

”Aw, don’t be like that. That’s not even true.”

”And you like that?”

”If you don’t stop, we’re gonna have a problem.”

Tags/Warnings: Rated PG; reader has self-image issues; light spanking (Eddie receiving - nothing harsh); fluff and then more fluff

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“So uh… we ran out of nice cups,” said Eddie, “Is this okay?” He held up two glass jam jars without lids, clearly part of the hodge-podge of cups in the back of the cupboard at the Munson trailer.

You snickered. “Sure thing, handsome. Just bring the liter of pop over here to the coffee table with you.” As he came around the kitchen counter toward you, you couldn’t help but ask: “What’s a matter? Did you fire the dishwasher again?”

He sighed as he set the glasses down and poured pop in each one. “What can I say? Can’t find good help these days. You know how it is. You fired that maid of yours last week, didn’t you?”

”Yep. She had to go. Caught her helping herself to the sherry.”

“Shame,” he said, passing you a slice of pizza before heading to the television to start the movie. He affected a posh British accent saying: “I daresay, darling, we shan’t have much to look forward to in the coming weeks and months without decent help around the mansion.” He drew himself up and lowered his eyelids, contorting his face into an exaggerated overbite.

You grabbed behind you and threw a throw pillow at his chest, laughing. “Sit down and eat before the pizza gets cold.”

He scooted next to you on the floor, your backs up against the couch, sitting on the pillow you just shied at him. The pizza was good, the movie was great, the kisses during the cleanup were the best.

But, as it always was, you began to doubt your place in this relationship. You had been together for a month now and you couldn’t bring yourself to believe that Eddie was as gone on you as he apparently was. Something inside you kept eating away at your confidence, never letting it truly build and allow you a solid enough foundation to build your relationship on. Instead, there was always a niggling voice telling you that he was too good for you. Too kind. Too nice. Far too handsome. Soon he would figure out how boring and ugly you were.

Which was probably why you hadn’t had sex yet.

Not that Eddie was pushing. He never would. He wanted to have sex — of course he did! He had a pulse, didn’t he? But he would never ever push you to do something you weren’t comfortable doing. He never wanted to see you cry, much less be the cause of your tears. He had told you that a long time ago now.

So it was kisses and soft touching and stopping when you said so. And you were convinced it was because he would think you were ugly. Uncoordinated. What if you kissed him so passionately there was too much spit? What if your teeth clacked together? What if you raised your knee and caught him right in the nuts accidentally? It was all too embarrassing to contemplate.

So here you stayed: a comfortable swim in warm romantic waters without losing sight of shore and with every imaginable flotation device attached to your body.

You watched his profile as he was telling you about the engine rebuild he was doing at work while you idly dried the dishes and he washed. He had the best mouth. You could still feel it on you the day you had the guts enough to go swimming with him last week at Lover’s Lake. His touch had been so tight, so warm. Strong arms wrapped around you, holding you up in the water, keeping your toes out of the muck of the bottom. And then he was kissing you. It wasn’t your first kiss, but it was the first one that left you dizzy. And you had wanted more. But on the shore, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of the van’s window looking like a drowned rat and you couldn’t.

Just one of many disappointments for you both.

”Hey. Where’d you go?” he asked, waving a hand in front of your face. “You with me, sweetheart?”

”Yeah,” you said, laughing it off and drying yet another cup, “just went down the rabbit hole again.”

”Still thinking you don’t belong here with me?” His warm arms were around your waist again. Safe. Comforting. The long line of him a buffer against the evils of your own brain. He planted a gentle kiss on your nodding head. “Aw, don’t be like that. That’s not even true.” He wrapped you up even tighter and swayed back and forth. He hummed an idle tune and slow-danced you around the kitchen.

Slowly, the tight hold your doubts had on you drifted off and away, out of the trailer and high up over Indiana off with the stars in their revolutions around the galaxy. Your hands flat against his back, your ear against his heart, he rested his head on yours and you let your mind go blank.

He stopped humming and pulled you away to look at you. “Better?” His evaluating gaze saw clean into your soul.

You couldn’t help but be honest with him. The alternative would be to see doubt - or worse, hurt - in those eyes. “A bit better. So kind of you to dance with me, darling. Journeys to the ballroom always soothe me.” He huffed a laugh. “But I feel we need a better orchestra.” You moved to the transistor radio on the kitchen table and turned the light rock station. As if on cue, a perfect slow song started playing.

His forehead creased. “And you like that? This… schmaltz?”

”Oh shut up and dance with me, Edward,” you said, holding out your arms.

As if he could turn you down. He scooped you up and swung you, pulling you off the floor with a giggle and a shriek. Setting you down gently, he nuzzled his nose into your hair and you into his neck. “Happy, baby?” he asked.

”Ecstatic,” you replied. And it was true. He had this gift for quieting the loud parts of you that grated against your peace. Of course, it didn’t hurt that he was utterly gorgeous and eternally patient.

”Good,” he said. “And now, if you don’t mind, my lovely, I beg of you a favor.”

”Hmm?”

”Keep talking to me because this saccharine sweet song is killing my soul by degrees.”

You slapped him on the ass and laughed at him.

”E-e-easy, you,” he said with an extra squeeze.

”What? You like that?” you asked and smacked his plump ass again.

”Uh,” he started and you stared at him. “If you don’t stop, we’re gonna have a problem.”

”Whoa. You really do like that?”

”You have no idea what you do to me, sugar,” he said. “Not that I’m pushing for anything! Don’t think that!”

”I don’t,” you said. “Only you have waited for a while now and I’ve barely let you—“

”Shh,” he said. “Shut up about that. I don’t want to talk about that tonight. I just want to eat pizza with you, watch movies with you, and dance to schmaltzy music with you in our ballroom. Okay?” He brushed your hair away from your face.

“How are you real?”

”Sweetheart, that’s what I’ve been asking myself about you this whole time.”

#fanfic #writing #joseph quinn #joe quinn #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #my eddie #blurb

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track2hack · 1 year

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01.04.2023

The beast is clean!! Long may it last 🙌

Thank god for unpredictable autumn weather 🤷‍♀️

#FIRST START ODE HERE HE COMES!!!!!!!#horseblr #horsblr #equiblr #equine #equestrian #horses #horses of tumblr #standardbred #standardbred pacer #retired racehorse #ex racehorse #bay horse #bay gelding #my ponies #my eddie

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deathlaff · 11 months

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#cyberpunk #cp2077 #cyberpunk 2077 #virtual photography #scenery #interiors #my eddie

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sweet-villain · 8 months

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I thought we already were?🥺

#jewls answers #my eddie

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luckdevil · 9 months

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hi ⭐

U are diagnosed with L death note angel devil & obanai. and also sanrio puppies 💕

#my eddie #💌

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littledemon-lilith · 9 months

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You know who’s great?

@banisheddie-thefr34k-munson 🥰😘🖤

#lilith talks #my eddie #such a gentleman

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vinniemackspack · 8 months

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What Eddie would've looked like if he aged

#old Eddie Munson #looks exactly like Alice Cooper #eddie munson #my eddie #old #age

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rollforhellfire · 2 years

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Some of my wholesome Eddie Headcanons:

Miss O'Donnell has a soft spot for Eddie considering he has been in her class for three years now.

He would often try to paint his own dnd figurines but he would fuck them up every single time and then have Gareth repaint them for him but he would never stop trying even though he fails every single time cause he doesn't have the patience or precision in order to do a good job.

He is usually dehydrated. The boy needs to drink some water.

Bites his nails and fidgets a lot

Wayne and Eddie almost always eat their meals off of paper plates or, in dire times, paper towels

Was extremely hyper as a child.

Draws on his hands a lot. Makes little notes or just doodles.

Has a small rivalry with one of the kids at the local arcade who always beats Eddie's high score on Ghost n Goblins.

Only really smokes weed in the form of a joint, and definitely smokes more cigarettes than he does weed.

Loves Max's dog and will often feed it scraps of whatever scraps Eddie happens to be eating

Pretty clumsy in general but makes up for it in charisma (most of the time)

Is literally never on time for school. Probably gets there on time once a year and usually only because he was up all night anyway.

Got the bats tattooed after Ozzy bit the bat's head off in 1982. How? Illegally.

His van runs out of gas a lot so he keeps gas cans in the back.

Has a massive crush on Debbie Harry (I say this cause Joseph Quinn does)

Huge theatre nerd and loves the drama teacher at school but hasn't auditioned for a role since middle school. She always pleads with him to try out and says he would be a hit and he says, "Nah, don't want to distract from my campaign"

Speaking of DND, he will easily and happily spend a Sunday reading a book cover to cover but often pressures himself into working on his campaign instead.

Drinks his coffee black with an obscene amount of sugar.

#eddie munson #stranger things #head canons #my eddie #hehehehehe

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eddiebun · 2 years

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just get the biggest urge to lovingly bite cute people

#eddie #edddddie #my eddie #nyammm #fairy rambles 🤍

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cr0wsink · 1 year

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ive been sick for the past few days so i’ve been listening to rogues! the podcast. very fun. would recommend.

#batman #my art #dc fanart #the riddler #edward nashton #batman fanart #dc riddler #edward nigma #edward nygma #eddie nashton #procreate #dc #he looks like ZY riddler i promise he’s not #i just like giving eddie longer hair #and disgusting sideburns #idk i like them #my eddie

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mrseddiediaz · 2 years

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*heavy sigh* No cardiophile stuff with the electrician? DAMN IT!! I could’ve been on my way to happy land with that. I need it like yesterday! God when I get it again. . .!!!! You’d think they’d at least hook him up to a heart monitor, if they brought one. I was hoping they’d have to use the debrillator at least. Grrrrrr!!! Damn it! The electrician’s BP being 130/80 and Eddie saying “a little high.” Gee. . .where have I heard THAT before? 🙄🙄Oh, yeah, right, from my OWN Eddie because of mine being that high lately.

And I love Eddie giving Buck that look when he was going on about the side effects like: “Bae, shut up or I’ll go off on you later.” 😆😉 OMG I CAN’T EVEN!!

And good for May putting that bitch in her place. And Chim’s brother. . .deja vu anyone? I GOT THE PARENTAL FEELS watching Bobby rescue her, as much as I wish it were Eddie.

#911 live blog #911 fox #buddie #my eddie #bobby #may

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track2hack · 1 year

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