Saw This Ad From The 70s And HAD To Do A Redraw

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1939

A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET (1984) dir. Wes Craven

i might post this in like an hour or two... or way later i actually don't know lol. i'm like half done with what i'm writing and i'm just too excited to wait

in the process of writing more frank stuff. would tonight or tomorrow be too soon to post it after i JUST posted my last one?

in the process of writing more frank stuff. would tonight or tomorrow be too soon to post it after i JUST posted my last one?

this was originally going to be a list of headcanons but writing for a jock is actually hard. so, i decided to write a little backstory and i think i got a little carried away so now i guess its a mix of headcanons and a drabble or something????? idk i'm not that great with fanfic lingo. sorry

also!!!! like the eddie one, i didn't specify a time for this. again i was thinking the eighties when i wrote this bc i'm into that decade but you can read this with whatever time you're more comfortable with lol. anyway, enjoy

you’re steve’s girlfriend. who would’ve thought? definitely neither of the two of you. the jock and the weird girl? an unlikely couple. fortunately, after high school, steve’s friend group broadened. obviously, he befriended eddie – and in extension, also befriended the members of corroded coffin. the band is actually how the two of you met.

the two of you had met at a show at the hideout. you had been about three people away from each other when you caught his eye. you were banging your head to nearly every song and he’d grow increasingly concerned for your neck and head. at some point when you stopped, he noticed you wearing an animal bone for an earring. he was immediately intrigued. after the show, he tried to find you but had no luck in doing so. so, he met up with the band backstage. that’s when eddie introduced the two of you.

after that, you two were pretty much inseparable.

though, it must be said that your relationship was pretty awkward at first. when he visited your house for the first time, he noticed your collection of animal bones carefully placed around various rooms, reminding him of the earring you wore the night you two met. he uncomfortably asked about them and you noticed how uneasy he was acting so you gently explained your fascination with death and how you thought animal bones were beautiful and that’s why you had them displayed around your home.

you’d go on dates to antique stores and he’d constantly ask why you wanted to buy and collect old things when you could just get it all brand new. said it all looked nicer too. and you had to explain that you wanted the things in your home to have history. And character. and you liked the look of older things anyway.

about a year into your relationship, you asked for a vile of his blood and you swore you saw him shiver at your question. and of course, he asked why you wanted it. you told him that you wanted to make it a necklace so you could keep a part of him with you whenever you weren’t together. and with steve being such a romantic, his heart melted and he agreed.

whenever you two would go thrift shopping, he’d try helping you pick out clothes to buy. with the two of you having vastly different tastes in almost everything, it was a little difficult. but you appreciated the gesture anyway.

sometimes, things went well and he’d find something that fit with everything else you wore, though sometimes the colors weren’t always right. so, the two of you would go home and dye said clothes either black or red or purple – which he says he likes best on you.

Every outfit worn by Mr. Delroy

Complete Total word count: 80,833 Eddie Munson x Chubby!Reader

When Eddie Munson finds you in the midst of a panic attack, it is the beginning of something.  A fic featuring body and sex positivity, Eddie in a dress, soft small moments, scary big truths, and all the usual special feelings you’d expect from one of my stories.

Warnings: Anxiety; fatphobia including internalised; drug use; bullying; body issues; discussion of body function and fluids; period shame/stigma; disclosure of sexual assault (chapter 2); disordered eating and thoughts of food; shitty/abusive/critical parents; porn magazines; mild smut; no beta

Chapters:

1: Valium 2359 words The beginning of the end. 2: Carrie 3358 words The very first circle of Hell is Hawkins High, and while you have yet to find a Heaven, there’s safety in presence of Eddie. 3: Honey 4823 words It’s been three months and Eddie can’t repress the feelings anymore. Bonus: Fic title context reveal and Eddie’s acoustic guitar. 4: Starcourt 4322 words Quality time. Acts of service. Words of affirmation. Gift giving. Physical Touch. All the languages of love are here and accounted for. 5: Buzzkill 5879 words Time to face the fallout of the night before, and to step boldly (and topless) into the next phase of your relationship with Eddie.

6: Monstrous 5721 words Lightning strikes twice, which maybe you could survive, but the storm isn’t over. 7: Prizes 4511 words This machine slays dragons.

8: Interlude 1323 words A short interlude to pay tribute to Cliff Burton, born February 10 1962 – died September 27 1986, aged 24. 9: Halloween 6680 words ♫ Boys and girls of every age. Wouldn’t you like to see something strange? ♫ Nah, but it is the spooky season and that means two things: softness and smut.

10: Royalty 8055 words The dream keeps on getting better, but really… how long can this last?

11: Afterglow 4752 words Eddie in a dress again, end of year exams, and Eddie turns 20.

12: Villains 5748 words The Seniors graduate. It’s the beginning of the end…

13: Pretending 5158 words Tis the season to be sorry. Fa-la-la-la-la. La-la-la-la. Deck the halls in boughs of worry... 14: Nineteen 4484 words Happy birthday, angel. 15: Christmas 3605 words It was the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

16: Fireworks 4459 words 1986 comes to an end, and Dustin just wants a beer.

17: Glory 5617 words 1987.

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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath