#Drinking buddies (🏳️‍🌈)

[lennonblues]

Moonstarr is peak doomed rpf yaoi but none of you are are ready for that conversation

[steviewashere]

My Boy

Rating: GeneralCW: Minor mention of homophobia/slur (not said)Pairings: Eddie Munson & Wayne Munson, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson (minor)Tags: Pre-Canon, Relationship Study, Gay Eddie Munson, Coming Out, Supportive Wayne Munson, Good Parent Wayne Munson, Ally Wayne Munson, Southern (adjacent) Wayne Munson, Eddie Munson is a Sweetheart, Wayne Munson is a Sweetheart, Mentions of Eddie's Shitty Dad, Post Canon

Quick little thing here: crawdads are crayfish (I call 'em crawdaddies), jambalaya is a Louisiana dish containing rice meat and other fixings, skeeter is a mosquito, maw-maw is a grandmother, and lightning bugs are fireflies.

🏳️‍🌈—————🏳️‍🌈 Eddie has always been a whirlwind of movement and words and voices. Even in his most dire, most embarrassing, or even most depressing moments—he’s never been one to be unlike himself. He’s like an early morning Saturday cartoon come to life. Not a single moment in Wayne’s new life with this kid has been drought dry, silent, and still.

Tonight it is. Which is odd.

He made a damn good jambalaya tonight. Went out of his way to go a little bit outside of Hawkins. Picked up the juiciest looking pack of sausage he could find. Even bought a batch of fresh crawdads, none of that frozen crap. Spiced it with devil’s intuition and his maw-maw's guiding hands. And served it up all nice in his favorite deep bowls. Usually, the reaction to a part of Wayne’s soul, bared mixed up and spiced to the nine hells, is an excited little wiggle at the table, maybe some comment about how Eddie’s been having dreams about the dish for weeks, maybe even a good natured moan.

However, when Wayne sits his bottom down on one of the rickety dining chairs, Eddie’s stoic in his spot. Spoon fisted in hand, yes, like it always is. But he’s taking pathetic bites. The damned utensil’s not even full. Isn’t spilling over.

Wayne looks to him, then. Pinched eyebrows. Squinted eyes. A purse to his bottom lip. “What’s wrong with you, boy?” He eloquently asks. “Did a skeeter bite you on the bottom or somethin’? Eat up.”

Eddie’s eyes rocket up from his bowl. Big and brown, almost too big for his little face. He’s frowning down to Satan’s feet. Eyebrows, that are still growing in and too dark for his pale skin, bunched. He’s wearing an ill fitting Johnny Cash t-shirt that Wayne knows was stolen straight from his dresser drawers. It’s stretched around the collar, revealing Eddie’s scrawny shoulders and all the freckles he got from being kissed by the Tennessee sun as a little boy. There’s something about him, though. Sure, he’s a little boy—sort of. Fourteen years old and a hell of a lot taller than Wayne has seen for a boy his age. But his face reads maturity. Like he’s been drowned in it. Aged beyond his years. If the fear in his eyes has anything to say about it.

“Bubba,” Wayne sighs. “You been in my home for a little over a year now, what’s got you lookin’ at me like I’m huntin’ you down for sport? Like a damn deer, boy.”

“It’s nothing, Uncle Wayne.”

“It’s something if you ain’t eating you’re favorite dish I make.” Wayne sets his own spoon back down on the table. Leaning a bit on the surface, arms crossed and lax in front of him. He lowers his head to be eye-to-eye with Eddie. Murmurs, “You don’t gotta fear me, kiddo. What’s going on, Ed?”

He’s never seen a little boy take a grievance gulp. A swallow the size of a tennis ball. Out of his beer drinking buddies, sure. And the men he served alongside back in the seventies before he was honorably discharged. But a kid? No way.

“I—“ Eddie’s eyes prematurely fill with tears. And Wayne’s never been privy to something like this either. He’s a happy kid. A kid with a terrible upbringing, but that’s never stopped him from having fun and laughing loud and being a little bit too obnoxious. Wayne misses his kid. His stomach churns. “I kissed a boy today,” Eddie weakly mumbles. His throat is thick with tears and his tongue is three sizes too big for his mouth, but Wayne hears him clearly despite it all.

Wayne nods carefully. Small, but there. “Okay, Ed. You kissed a boy. That’s alright, Bubba. I ain’t mad. It ain’t my business to be mad,” he murmurs.

“Really?” Eddie’s voice squeaks. “You ain’t mad at me? Even though I—Daddy told me it was sinful. Told me that I—That I was going to—“

“Your daddy had his head up his own ass. And he hasn’t been inside a church since he was an awful little boy. God knows he needs to go,” Wayne is quick to reassure. “He ain’t got two words in your business, kid. Besides, you ain’t with your daddy anymore.”

Eddie nods. His eyes point down to his cooling jambalaya. He scoots his spoon around in the few straggler pieces of rice that fell from his utensil. “The boy called me a bad word. I won’t say it, but it felt bad when it left his mouth. Will it always…Will people always think of me like that?” His voice is small, unlike himself, too serious. It’s nearly lost in the wood of the table.

Wayne shrugs in response. Because he truly isn’t sure. “You think you’ll always kiss boys? It’s alright if you do, but is that…”

He nods again. Fast and so sure of himself. A part of Wayne is shining like a diamond at the confidence in this kid. “I liked it before he ran away. I want to do it again.”

“Okay, Ed. Then, you’ll do it again. And maybe it’ll be bad and maybe people will be mean. But you’ll always be Eddie. You ain’t got nothing on the other kids in the world, y’know that?” Eddie just shrugs. Wayne leans back in his chair and briefly looks out of the window above the table. At the warm lights filling the trailer park. The setting sun playing hide-and-seek beyond the homes here. He sighs carefully through his nose. “When you came ‘ere seekin’ a bed, I wasn’t too sure about this little arrangement. I knew you’d be a little rowdy. A lot of a stubborn ass, because you’re like your mama. And may she rest in peace, but she was always playing my temper like a damn fiddle.”

Eddie laughs warmly. Giggling enough to jolt his body into movement. Wayne smiles, still peering out the window.

He continues, “So I wasn’t too sure about you, at first. Knew that I loved you, that’s damn sure. Knew it the moment your daddy showed you to me. Cooing about your mama’s eyes and your curly hair and your ruddy little cheeks. When I got to hold ya for the first time, you latched onto my thumb and refused to let go. Thought I’d have to take ya home right then and there.” He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth and shakes his head in false disappointment. “Shame I couldn’t, tell you that. But look at cha now. Sitting here in my home, wearing my shirt—even though I told ya to quit that and ask me first—“

“Sorry, Wayne,” Eddie mutters.

“It’s alright, kiddo. I was just playin’ witcha. But you’re here now, that’s all that matters. You got warm food on the table. And you got your dragon game and your funny talkin’ books about elves and whatnot. You got enough energy to light every house in the world. How I ain’t worn out and completely bald yet, I ain’t sure, but I like what you got, kid. Moxie, I think that’s what it’s called.” He chuckles. Glows with pride as Eddie finally smiles, sticking it to his face and not letting it peel off. “But I love you, Ed. You’re my boy. I know damn and true that every part of you is good. You do as you please, but you be safe about it. There are risks. A conversation when we ain’t eating. But, you be Ed and I’ll be here.”

He leans back over the table, reaches out a hand and ruffles Eddie’s short tufts of curly hair. Eddie squawks. He tries to shimmy away, but gives up on it when he looks up to Wayne. Eyes alight with pride and giddiness. Something like contentment and comfort. There’s a flush to his cheeks from the laughter that spills out of him. Warm like the soft glow of lightning bugs. Wayne scoots his palm down the side of Eddie’s face and cups his palm. Cherishes the way Eddie leans into it.

“You promise me that, Ed? Promise you never change.”

“Promise, Wayne,” Eddie murmurs. “Now leave me alone with your sap, I’m hungry.” And he promptly scoops up too much to fit in his mouth. Shown in the way his shirt is stained with the droppings.

Wayne chuckles again and goes back to his food. The damn gall on this kid, he thinks.

——— And sure, over the years, Eddie makes some damn poor choices when it comes to messing around with boys. Forgets to check-in about when Wayne will be home from work, always loud and proud about who he is when Wayne wants to sleep for the next century. Sticks his tongue down throats for long enough that Wayne always worries that the other boy swallowed him up. But he’s still Eddie.

He’s still Eddie when he introduces Steve Harrington. Who’s on par with Wayne in a lot of ways. Loves to cook. Loves to watch football. Likes to take care of his car and the people around him. Is a little bitchy. Likes gossiping about the neighbors and getting on Eddie’s nerves. He’s perceptive about “his boy”—words straight from Steve’s mouth—and knows just how to take care of him.

A part of Wayne wonders what great force brought them together. Something to do with the age in their eyes and the scars on their sides and the jumps at flickering lights. But he won’t question it.

Because they got their boy.

And Eddie Munson is one hell of a spirit.

🏳️‍🌈—————🏳️‍🌈 Hope y'all enjoyed. I had an idea really late and just needed to write this really quick. Also, I'm so rusty on my Southern bullshit. I haven't been back in Louisiana in over a decade. But I did grow up with somebody Southern in my home, and admittedly have picked up the smallest twinge in my voice as well as the weirdest wordage, but whatever.

[molabuddy]

BUDDY I LOVE LOVE DISHWASHER SO MUCHH!!!! A SILLY!!!! ANY FUN FACTS TO SHARE?

RAAHH THANKYOU im glad people like her 🥺 i dont even have much about her figured out yet but she's infected my brain .. shes just a little autism beastie

! random funfacts about dishwasher:

her favourite food is burger! & her second favourite food is applesauce

her favourite drink is pilk :]

she can play the piano really good but she only plays scary music

her full name is dishwasher refrigerator salmon

the rest of her head under her hood is strange & unknowable & might not even exist . but she is 100% bald under there

🏳️‍🌈

[lord-shitbox]

whole ask game

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

haven't gotten bored of the default one the phone came with yet

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

chocolaet

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

yea (doesnt elaborate)

🎵 Last song you listened to?

umm. dragula by rob zombie apparently. turns on music now its kimagure mercy by 八王子P

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

yea (doesn't elaborate)

actually theres some if you search juhaku. the sickfic one is my favorite

😏 Are you on discord?

yea im not posting my username here but i have no qualms with giving it to anyone specific

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

7 of them! 3 sets of earlobe piercings and one conch. i should get more now that i have a job.. im so cheap maybe ill just get them done at claires. i dont have 2k to drop freely on holes in my ears and i dont trust anyone i know to safetypin me

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

i dont really think about single particular signs so idk. their opinions on boobs?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

uhh. choccate chip....wait maybe those frosted ones with the sprinkles

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

ouppy

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

headphones tbh

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

idk i was making myself a drink (half a java monster + espresso pod + hot cocoa mix btw) and my mom was there so

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

Umm. Cyclamen poison is stored in the tuber

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

night owl

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

my bed

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

looks at the shit i post. looks at icon. uhhh no

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

Chilling chilling & chilling

👖 Jeans or sweatpants

sweatpants are so much more comfortable but black jeans look cooler

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

mocha cookie crumble frappe i think?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

i dont hate colors intensely tbh

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

whole nuramago manga set

☕ Coffee or tea?

i like mocha flavor a lot & i also like drinking shitloads of extremly watery tea. basically i like them both

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

off the top of my head, ankylosaur

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

like 4 n a half years

🌴 Desert island item?

gaming pc

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

like jellyfish glimmering in the abyss. also blood crystals..

🔮 What’s your dream job?

anything that pays...honestly my current job is really good i be getting paid more than a dollar over min wage to be on my phone in the back

💙 Relationship status?

not dating anyone nor do i think i really want to rn

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

man i forget what i own. i need harnesses

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

i can never think of them off the top of my head but i remember everything when it comes on

🤎 What color is your hair?

like. black-brown. it lightens as it gets longer because of sun exposre ive been thinking about dyeing it again tho..

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

nope. not aloud anyway

💄 Do you wear makeup?

dollar store crayon eyeliner

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

i forgettttttttttttt actually a buddy like WAY back told me my vibes are like a street market in winter actually. i cant promise this is a favorite but i hope hes doing alright

💞 @ your favorite blog.

if you are in my notes regularly i love you soo much. even/especially if I don't follow you baclk I promise

[dungeonbf]

LMAOOO i can picture him laid out on the bed role playing his ww2 rp and someone comes in and he tosses everything under the bed and is like “what do you want 😡”. also ur so right with the lps.. im going to add that to my selfship Pinterest board under his section ty!!

an acc just tries to get him to be more normal pilled.. they r the ideologies off brand version of SpongeBob and squidward I fear.. /hj but srsly an acc sees chris lib and turns to auth right with a shit eating grin like “i know what you are 🏳️‍🌈”. an acc doesn’t even have to say anything and auth right just goes “shut up shut the fuck up” and chris lib is like “?” <\3 but I think chris lib wld wave at an acc regardless ^_^ they r buddies..

PFFTTTYHABBAHA HIM AND HIS VINTAGE NIGHTY WIGHTIES he is not real I can’t even. he comes in dressed for bed and Chris lib is like “what is that. you look like a damsel in distress.” and he’s like “IT’S TRUE VINTAGE. FROM AN ERA WHERE THINGS WERE RIGHT!” and chris lib is like “ok princess ok damn. calm down.”

lmaooo ur right tho.. auth right takes chris lib out to this fancy place and he’s like working every move he knows (which is mostly just staring. and like. putting his hand on hers but mostly staring and smiling). It is soooo awkward for the waiter I feel so bad for whoever serves them. auth right is sweating bullets and Chris lib looks so unimpressed (but he’s happy on the inside he just forgets to express sometimes. he’s me so he forgets to express every now and then) and at the end of the date auth right takes him home and chris lib is like “that was nice. i’d like to go out again with you :)” and gives him a kiss on the cheek before heading inside. and auth right is stunned. oh god *head in hands* they r in love

I’VE WATCHED SOME OF THE OFFICE AND THAT IS THE FUNNIEST THING HELP. chris lib: why are you so smiley? an acc: anti centrism gave me his jacket because it was cold. an acc: this is the best day of my life. chris lib: lmao ok

if chris lib ever went “anti centrism is just ok” an acc wld go “TO YOU. HE IS JUST OKAY TO YOU. HE IS EVERYTHING.” ITS LIKE THOSE COPYPASTAS WAIT LMAO

who is anticentrism? to the blind, he is the light to the starving, he is bread to the sick, he is the cure to the lonely, he is a companion to the sad, he is joy to the prisoner, he is freedom to the poor, he is treasure for me, he is EVERYTHING. I LOVE anti centrism

— @boykujou

@boykujou wait wait you know the homophobic dog… that’s me with auth right, that’s our entire dynamic i hate this guy.

this is how he makes me feel.

also i saw this and it reminds me of authright so here u go

(you’re the one texting “stop”) ALSO THIS IS MAKING ME GIGGLE IRL… i will be your guys’ waiter… i will refill your drinks and blatantly nudge authright with my elbow and wink and be the annoying wingman i was meant to be!!!! genuinely love your dynamic with him, it’s so cute. are you guys the type to debate about politics? especially since your views are so different? i’m curious :3

also, i think authright is a gift giver. nothing too extravagant but after the third date or something, he gives chrislib a pretty necklace to show his appreciation — and, i think if you pet his hair he would spontaneously combust into flames. give him affection, he needs it.

also i hope you know i read the copypasta and started laughing in real life, that is SO funny and it’s so real. like that copypasta where it’s like

if anti-centrism has 5000 fans i’m one of them

if anti-centrism has 500 fans i’m one of them

if anti-centrism has 50 fans i’m one of them

if anti-centrism have 5 fans best believe i’m one of them

if he has 1 fan then I AM that fan

and if he has 0 fans then i must be dead.

diehard anti-centrism fan til i DIE. i think their dynamic is very interesting because an-acc is such a fan, qui thinks anti-centrism is sooo cool and i feel like qui tries so hard to impress anti-centrism, ‘cause an-acc’s a wacky ideology and therefore kinda looked down upon by the other extremists, so qui has to try extra hard to get approval, yk?? i feel like an-acc’s a little bit off the rails, honestly, and starts leaving love notes at anti-centrism’s door a week into knowing jrem. (also sidenote, i know anti-centrism’s actual name as a character is “jreg”, i think i’m gonna use it very sparingly though cuz i wanna keep a good distinction between the character and creator — i’ll use it as more of a nickname, rather than his actual name)

i think anti-centrism appreciates the love notes, though, he walks with a bit more pep in his step after reading them :3

[mashpotatoe]

🏳️‍🌈💔🧸✨🔪 for reigen please (you can choose which ones you want to do)

🏳️‍🌈lgbt+ headcanon

he's like the joker for trans gay men (he is a trans gay man)

💔angsty headcanon

he feels bad about feeling bad because he knows theres people who have it way worse than him, so he never lets himself wallow ending up with unresolved issues because he refuses to even acknowledge them 👍

🧸hurt/comfort headcanon

after the uu chan incident he wanted to fill the empty dog shaped hole in his heart and encouraged clients to bring their puppies with them if they had any going against office regulations but offering special pet wash services .. for an extra fee of course

✨ ship i like with him

serirei aside... bittersweet exes reigen and shinra are the realest thing to me realer than the sun realer than gravity they dated for two months and naturally it didn't work out and they acted petty for a while but then got over it and became drinking buddies

🔪 ship i dont like with him

reigen x toichiro among the relatively big ones idfk

[myladyofmercy]

2. and 42. for the ask game :)))

2 - Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it?

tea 1000%

i love fruity 🏳️‍🌈 teas or herbal teas. i don't like adding milk or sugar but sometimes i add a little lemon to my herbals 😊

42 - tag 5 of your favorite blogs

👀 this is evil 👀

i love you all 😅 so just because you aren't listed here it does not mean i don't love you ❤

@hanna-kin my swedish senpai and gåsmamman aficionado 💕 without you i would never have posted my first fanfic 👀 i just love talking to you

@cantputitintowords having you live blogging in my inbox is amazing 🥰 can't wait to exchange theories 😏 also if somebody ever feels down they can just go to your blog and find some positivity

@theyaylady my future self 😅 everytime i see your dog my day gets a little better 💕 and thank you for having the same mind as me when it comes to certain... things 👀

@tessabennet sorry for getting you addicted to crack (aka wilmon and buddie) 😬 ich bitte um verzeihung

@ungaroyals thank you for everything you do in the young royals fandom 💜 be it your missing moments, the group chats, the discord watch parties or just generally being a welcoming presence on here 😊

[radfem-gossip-reborn]

Ima bad radfem cuz i drink beer, go muddin with the buddies, and shoot black market dark web rifles 🏳️‍🌈🇺🇸🦅 🤠 yeeyee!

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