#he is a total wimp with horror

[chimerabytes]

rohan finding out that jasper really likes horror and jaspers like. do you wanna watch some movies with me. and masks it under the guise of research and inspiration for rohans writing.

and the whole time jasper is glued to the tv screen munching on popcorn while dear ol rohan is stuffing up the urge to scream at the scary parts. jasper is very amused at rohans behavior

[hotyanderedaddies]

Yandere Werewolf Boyfriend Watches a Scary Movie with You

[Yandere! Werewolf x GN Reader]

・゜・:.。..。.:・☆・゜・:.。..。.:・☆

It was no secret that you're a wimp when it comes to horror movies. The screaming, the blood, the gore-- all of it tended to result in late nights with you huddled underneath your blanket and flinching at every sound that echoed throughout your house.

And Daddy knew this very well.

"Pup, ready for our date night?" Daddy asked you, his tail already wagging as he grabbed the popcorn from the microwave.

Every Friday, the two of you would stay in and have a movie date. Daddy is very antisocial and doesn't like to hide his wolf form for too long, hence the two of you decided that having date nights at home would be best.

"Yeah!" you happily said, hopping onto the couch. "What are we watching?"

Daddy smirked, his massive canine fangs protruding from his mouth with the action. "It's a really scary movie from Japan," he smiled. "I hope you don't get too scared..."

You didn't catch the coy smirk from the werewolf because you were too busy already inwardly panicking.

"O-oh?" you attempted to smile. Your heart was already racing in your chest.

Daddy shrugged his broad shoulders as he sat on the other cushion on the sofa. "Well, Pup, if you get too scared, you can always come sit on Daddy's lap," he grinned, even giving his big lap a pat.

"I'm sure I'll be fine," you stammered, hoping that you could make it through the movie without looking like a total chicken.

[Ten Minutes Later]

"AAhhh!" you scream, already sitting in Daddy's lap and trying to sink deeper into his bulk.

Daddy secured both of his beefy arms around you, pulling you in closer to his chest. You can't see from your position, but he is smiling triumphantly and his tail is wagging.

"Daddy's got you," the big werewolf lowly chuckles as he leans down and nuzzles you. "You're always safe when you're with Daddy."

You "watched" the rest of the movie with your face buried in Daddy's chest and with his arms wound tightly around you.

The entire time, Daddy was all smiles and he couldn't help but preen that his little pup was cuddling up against him. He couldn't even tell anyone what the movie was about, he was too enthralled in basking in the warmth that holding his darling brought him.

When the movie was over and it was time to go to sleep, you childishly scooted closer to Daddy in bed.

You normally weren't a big cuddler and preferred to have your own space in bed, but with all of the recent memories of the terrifying movie flickering in your head, you couldn't help but wrap your little arms around the big werewolf as best as you could.

Daddy took full advantage of the situation and wrapped both of his strong arms around you, keeping you pinned to his hairy chest.

"Daddy's got you, Pup," he repeated, whispering in your ear. "Daddy's got you."

As you slowly drifted off to sleep, Daddy was already planning on renting lots of scary movies for your future movie dates just so he could get more cuddles from his darling.

[coleisunderrated]

I don't care what anyone says. Even after all he's been through, Lloyd is still a total wimp when it comes to horror. Even a badly made mascot horror game will leave him a shaking sobbing mess.

[basil-does-arttt]

DMC Questions Anon here!

What sort of things would the DMC characters be into? What would their favorite medias be, who would their favorite characters be, their favorite dynamics, their favorite ships? Favorite things about it? Would they try and have any involvement in the fandom space online? If so, what sort of involvement?

Apologies for the late reply lol, got busy and forgot this ask was sent hejshhshd

Ill do them in order:

Dante: Well we know he's into smutty magazines and maybe even a bit of collecting, seeing how cluttered the office appears to be. This makes me thing he'd be into more retro things like old arcade machines, specifically those 1v1 combat games, and i can also see him reading old superhero comic books. (For anybody that knows the game, i can see him enjoying Dead or Alive too lmao)

He doesnt strike me as the sort to enter a fandom space and be an active participant, but i can imagine him enjoying discussing it with close friends like Lady/Nero or maybe even Trish. A casual enjoyer, i imagine he is.

Shipping too i feel like he'd try and be casual about... but we all know he secretly has an OTP that if they do not get together by the end of the series he will Lose It.

Vergil: Novels, poetry, theatre too. Also a secret Y/A novel enjoyer. By virtue of spending a good chunk of his life in the underworld and/or a bit disconnected from society while on the run as a kid, i imagine he isn't too well versed in fandom culture (does he even know what a fandom is?) But if prompted, would gladly yap to you for hours about his favourite literatures, the characters, the stories, etc. Enjoys all genres, but has a preference for darker themes and dark fantasy.

I dont think he'd be too into shipping, he strikes me as someone who'd rather analyse and break down his favourite media untill its shreds on the floor rather than pairing his favourites together. Dante despises when Vergil tries to get all analytical and point out broken physics on his favourite series when he's just trying to be a casual enjoyer lol (he secretly enjoys hearing his twin actually happy enjoying something for once, but would never admit that even over Eva's grave)

Nero: A total fandom nerd in his free time, mainly whatever TV shows were able to air in Fortuna and his favourite bands too. Can talk for hours about the intricate lore, the characters and the stories of his favourite media much like his father, however when it comes to analyzing stuff and deriving a deeper meaning from context clues, Nero would rather just enjoy things as they're presented to him. Strikes me as the type to mostly enjoy classic hero vs villian stories, and is a bit of a wimp with horror though he swears up and down he can handle it no problem.

Since Fortuna is pretty cut off from the outside world, and internet doesnt seem to be a very prominent thing in the DMC universe (if it even exists at all), i dont imagine he'd be too aware of larger fandom spaces. But i can see him having his own group of friends in Fortuna who share common interests with him, and they discuss the media together (possibly even friends from the Order or maybe even his time in the orphanage.)

Shipping, absolutely. Has multiple pairings and a few he depises for whatever reason, isnt too concerned about whats canon and whats not canon, and will gladly re-imagine the lore to suit his needs.

When it comes to his music, he will 100% make you a playlist or 5 of his favorite bands, what he things you'd like, what he recommends to try, and maybe even some he doesnt like just for fun. Much like me, Nero cannot live without his music.

For the others, ill do them kinda brief but i can expand on them if people wanna hear more:

Lady: Casual enjoyer of various media, mainly TV shows, but very much likes shipping and will happily debate over her pairings. Has a secret love for horror.

Trish: A bit like Vergil in the sense that she likes analyzing media and diving into the deeper meaning of everything. Likes shipping but less to pair cute couples, and more to explore various relationship dynamics and whatnot. Likes romance and cheesy stuff, but also really enjoys some darker genres sometimes too.

Nico: The kind of person who has to get into the physics and realism of everything in her favorite media, pointing out what does and doesnt make sense both within the fictional world and their "real world", and loves pointing out references to things whenever she can. Also takes inspiration from various media for her creations. Most of her favorite genres might be considered childish, but that just makes them even cooler to her.

Kyrie: A sucker for a good romance novel, she says she's just a casual enjoyer and not that deep into the fandom, but she has cried when her OTP didnt get together by the end of the book.

Lucia: Dumary seems pretty dead so i dont think theres much going on there to get into fandom-wise, but if Lucia were to get into something i imagine she'd enjoy watching rom-coms with Kyrie and Trish, the three of them debating their favourite pairs and laughing at all the cheesy moments. Much like Kyrie, she's a sucker for a good romance plot.

[dannybobany]

you should like totally share any omori headcanons u have... in a no pressure way at all take however much time as u need way....

OOH OH OH OH ACTUALLY I HAVE QUITE A FEW THAT COME UP IMMEDIATELY IN MY HEAD

Immediately I think about my Basil headcanons because he’s my favorite

basil headcanons I have:

-Basil and Polly have a found family relationship and nobody can convince me otherwise (I HATE BASILS PARENTS <3 <3)

-Basil actually has some decent muscle on him from frequent physical activity out in the garden, I also headcanon that he and Aubrey do workouts together post good-end as a way to bond and rebuild thier relationship

-Basil is vaguely spiritual in a casual way..like, he believes in herbal remedies and many different luck or good-will superstitions, he’ll put out bushels of rosemary and light incense and hang a horseshoe over his door, stuff like that (it helps with the paranoia)

-Basil goes to coffee shops and orders the worst tasting most high caffeine drinks imaginable, like you’d expect him to go for something sweet but Basils not actually that into sweets since too much sugar gives him a headache, and he does get awful caffeine jitters of course but refuses to stop drinking coffee “it helps he focus” he says (it doesn’t)

-Basil can dance. If you can convince him to actually get out there he will TEAR UP that carpet like it’s nobody’s business, nobody knows where he learned that and the first time he and the gang all go to a party together Kel and Aubrey are just left flabbergasted watching him absolutely KILL IT to Rasputin on a Saturday night

That’s about all for Basil but I think I have some Sunny ones too let me think..

-I headcanon Sunny as trans FTM… am I projecting? Maybe a little…

-Sunny is a really sore looser when it comes to games, do not play monopoly with Sunny he won’t even look at you for days, and don’t even THINK about Mario kart with this guy

-Sunny has high tolerance for horror content and is constantly consuming some form of horror media, everyone hates when it’s Sunny’s turn to pick the movie on movie night because he will find the goriest stuff imaginable (he knows Basil and Kel are wimps, he thinks it’s funny)

-Sunny can be incredibly insightful out of the blue, like you’ll say something to him about a problem you have and he’ll drop the soundest advice you’ve ever heard (he and Mari got that from their mom)

-post good-end Sunny sleeps with a nightlight to prevent sleep paralysis

That’s all for sunny right now but I’ll probably have more later …

Here’s some miscellaneous headcanons for other characters:

-Hero plays table tennis

-Aubrey hosts a monthly “rage night” out behind the Othermart where all her friends get together and break stuff, they drag out wooden crates and old furniture and occasional a personal item they’d like destroyed and just smash it with bats and pipes and whathaveyou

-Aubrey was the one who shaved the side of Kim’s head, Kim’s mom was not happy

-Mikhael secretly loves baking, he just won’t admit it because he knows his siblings will tease him for how he’d been acting

-Kel goes to party’s, accepts drinks, then pours them out when nobody’s looking and pretends to be drunk when he isn’t

-Kels first car was an old station wagon, surprisingly he’s an incredibly responsible and good driver, he’s also everyone else’s chauffeur for several years until the rest of the teenagers in town get thier licenses

I think that’s all I got for now- but that was fun!!! Thank you for askng!!

[atmilliways]

Wrong On The Money (52)

part 52 of 55 | 1894 words | Teen+

Blackmail fic on Ao3 | on tumblr

Summary:

It’s been three days since Steve told Robin about the blackmail, and Eddie is a goddamn wreck. 

This is a mean place to leave off, but the next chapter goes up on Monday. In the meantime, enjoy your Friday the 13th. ❤️

52.

It’s been three days since Steve told Robin about the blackmail, and Eddie is a goddamn wreck. 

Spring Break had left him with plenty of physical damage—scars that start on his left cheek and continue down to his thighs, deepest near his middle where he’d almost been eviscerated, and on bad days he still has a trace of a limp. 

There’s non-physical stuff too. Nightmares. He now has first hand experience with going to war against and being eaten alive by literal monsters, after all. And there’s Chrissy. . . . Always Chrissy. Those few but terrifying days had shattered his long-held beliefs in the difference between real life and fiction without any pause to let him pick up the pieces. What a mindfuck.

He still has nightmares, even with Steve in bed beside him; they both do. The comedown is easier together than alone, but it still happens. What surprises Eddie, though, is that his are about familiar things made horrifyingly unfamiliar. Running from the cops or angry jocks, for example, now supercharged with the cops pumping him full of lead and the jocks pummeling him to death, or coming at him with knives and stabbing out his entrails. Yeah, the bats and the blood and the fucking vines everywhere are in the mix too, but they’re horror movie props. They’re the spectators, the window dressing, even though every bullet or blow or knife feels like it has teeth.

Everything from Spring Break happened so fast, is the thing—even though the essence of it all is seared into his brain, his dreams never get the details quite right. All that Upside Down shit feels less real in the light of day, and like maybe he went crazy and imagined all of it. Sometimes the only way to make sure is to ask Steve, or Dustin, or any of his new monster hunting friends.

Worst by far, somehow, are the nightmares where those friends, the only people in this shitty town who had been right there in the trenches with him when public opinion screamed for his head on a pike, just . . . lose interest in him. Where they lose touch, slip through his fingers, and all he’s got to show from knowing them is a mangled torso and a tendency to jump at shadows. 

Lately, he’s been dreaming that Robin, the first fellow queer friend he’d knowingly made in this hellhole town, is the first to turn away from him, and he can’t even blame her.

“She’s making me sweat it out on purpose,” he groans, face-down on the floor in Jeff’s temporary room at his aunt’s house. It smells like dust and old cigarettes down there, but he figures it’s what he deserves. 

“Dude, you blackmailed her best friend,” Jeff points out. Unhelpfully, in Eddie’s opinion. “Not very well, but still. If someone pulled that shit on you I’d be out there slashing tires and egging their house.”

“You’re such a comfort,” Eddie mutters into the carpet. “I’m so glad I come to you with my problems.”

He can practically hear Jeff rolling his eyes. “Yeah, I am. She might be messing with you, but at least she’s not fucking with any of your shit. I know you consider the silent treatment to be the most hideous form of torture—”

Face still hidden, Eddie winces. Because Jeff’s not wrong, but Steve and Robin have been actually tortured for information by evil Russians and he’s a total wimp in comparison. 

“—But it could be a lot worse.”

It could be. He knows that. And Steve keeps assuring him that everything’s fine, that he talked it out with Robin and she’s calmed down by now. Eddie nods along but keeps gnawing his nails down to the quick anyway, because that’s with Steve. She’s fine with Steve, calm with Steve, and still her schedule has casually omitted running into Eddie in any way. As far as he’s concerned speaks for itself.

And it doesn’t help when he tells Jeff about telling Steve about telling Jeff—which, okay, fine, it sounds stupid when put like that—his best friend had rolled his eyes and said, “Really Ed? You only just now thought to mention it?”

One more thing for Robin to rip his head off over. And Steve probably won’t pick him over her, which makes Eddie want to crumble to dust. 

Well. He doesn’t think Steve should pick him over Robin. The actual ‘he picks me, he picks me not’ shit is something his guesses seesaw back and forth on all the time. 

The world hadn't stopped for the apocalypse, let alone Eddie nearly dying or Eddie freaking out. Thatcher Tire doesn’t want him back after the murder charges and the government payout won’t last forever, so he’s spent the entire day going from storefront to storefront in what passes for downtown Hawkins.

He knows that Steve is working at Family Video today, because he’d pried himself out of bed and Eddie’s starfish grip that morning for that very reason. He also knows that Robin isn’t on the schedule today, because he’s thought to ask before dozing back off for a few hours. So he feels no hesitation before sailing into the video rental store from the deserted parking lot and announcing with a flourish, “You are looking at Melvald’s newest stock boy, courtesy of one benevolent Joyce Byers!”

It comes out as a weird mix of triumphant and resigned, falling flat in the still air of Family Video. Because yeah, he has a job, but it came at the heels of a series of rejections and feels like a pity offer. Does it count as nepotism if it comes from the matriarch of their weird little unofficial monster-hunting family?

When his declaration goes unanswered, Eddie takes a moment to really take in his surroundings. He’d expected no one else to be in the store, and there isn’t; but it isn’t Steve behind the counter.

It’s Robin. 

The door has already closed behind him, cutting off the easiest escape route. He could open it again, but that would be going out of his way to run from danger, something he’s promised himself he won’t do anymore. And . . . Steve had sworn up and down to him that everything’s fine. 

The deliberately blank look on Robin’s face suggests that Steve was incorrect.

Eddie moves forward by sheer force of momentum, jamming his hands in his jeans pockets and clearing his throat. “Uh, hi.”

“Hello,” Robin replies, in a tone that implies that the rest of that sentence is ‘and welcome to Family Video, where the theater comes to your living room,’** or whatever corporate bullshit she and Steve might technically be required to say but never actually do. Eddie’s heard her customer service voice before, but never directed at him. He almost trips over his own feet hearing it now. 

“So. . . .” Eddie usually prides himself on knowing what to say, or at least being able to vamp for time and posture a lot until he figures it out. To have it happen with someone he knows well is absolutely excruciating. 

A tiny part of him worries that Steve had set him up for this, faked having work today or something to force this meeting and get it over with. But Steve wouldn’t do that.

Right?

“Is Steve around?” he asks finally, aware that the silence has been dragging and Robin, unusually, is making no attempt to put it out of its misery.

She narrows her eyes and jerks a thumb over one shoulder towards the door marked Employees Only. 

So, okay, Steve is probably on break and Eddie had just misremembered Robin’s schedule. That’s fine. That’s something, anyway. He can work with something. 

With a vague salute that he hopes to god comes across as inoffensive and casual, Eddie beelines for the break room. He’ll feel a little better with Steve at his back, or at least after he gets a chance to hiss “I told you so” and work some of the panicking out of his system.

The break room, however, is empty save for a flimsy card table, some shitty folding chairs, and a couch that's definitely seen better days. Eddie looks around, dumbfounded, and even ducks into the adjoining manager’s office to double check that Steve isn’t holed up in there for some reason. He hears the break room door swing open and shut again and darts out hopefully, but—

It’s Robin again. “Steve felt a migraine coming on a couple hours into his shift and called me to fill in for him,” she announces. “I just flipped the sign to closed. We, Eddie Munson, are going to have a talk.”

-

** I read the "Welcome to Family Video, where the theater comes tyo your living room" line in Cut and Changed and Rearranged by AidaRonan and could not get it out of my head, so it crept in here. And then I had to dig around until I found the fic it was from, because my memory for titles is like Swiss cheese. Anyway, great fic, highly recommend!

[scruffyssketchbook]

Could you give us a random fun fact about each of the main boys? Like, “Bolt’s favorite shampoo is sour apple scented” type of fun fact.

Blizz: Blizz watches insane amounts of PokeTube (Youtube) like- insane amounts. It’s a miracle that he doesn’t quote random memes he finds on it constantly.

Dusk: Dusk didn’t like Tacos at first, he only started eating them more to mess with Blizz. Then they actually genuinely became his favorite food lol

Eve: Eve draws!!! She also has characters! All of them are girls tho lmao. She really REALLY likes drawing pretty girls.

Vay: Vay absolutely can’t stand pickles. He will rage if he even sees one close to him or his food.

Bolt: Before Bolt started being a total workaholic, he used to go to box 15 (the Flying type box) to stare at the sky all day and draw Pokémon he saw. It calmed down him, Troll, and Wimp when he did this.

Flame: Flame can’t stand the horror genre at all. He freaks out during any type of horror thing, be it books, Movies, games, or experiences. Despite this, he does enjoy thriller novels.

Daisy: Daisy has really amazing aim!!! She is unnaturally good at archery, knife throwing and aiming guns (Tho she is scared of guns)

Dawn: Dawn is an amazing dancer!!! She had to practice by herself for long hours to get amazing at it, and she is proud of her accomplishments!!!

Miku: a lot of Miku’s stories are her giving interesting lives to random Pokémon she saw in her life. All of her stories have happy endings.

[andrew-rannells-mustache]

Tuunbaq, terror and expedition for the ask game!

Tuunbaq - were you frightened by the show? which scene do you find the “scariest”?

I’m usually a total wimp with horror stuff, but funnily enough not really? I had an unusual watching experience because I kind of joined the fandom on tumblr before I sat down to actually watch the show. I like spoiling things for myself so all of the more “scary” scenes I’d either seen before or seen memes about which cut the scariness for me, and the show having very few jump scares definitely helped too lol. The only time I ever remember jumping while watching was in the very opening scene when JCR is with the Netsilik hunter and Crozier walks away in the background - for some reason I thought that that was gonna be a Tuunbaq jump scare and it startled me 💀

As for which scene is “scariest” - for me, it’s when they find the heads of Fairholme’s rescue party. The thought that:

1) no one is coming to save them, no one even knows where they are

2) the Tuunbaq is smart and capable enough to make a nice little display of these heads with the knowledge that they will be found by the men and it will upset them, and

3) they only got 18 miles from the ships? And that this (judging from how the heads look) happened a while ago?? They’ve been there this whole time?!

It’s just! Crazy to me! (The scene where they find Strong and Evans’ bodies stacked together fits too but honestly on my first watch I didn’t realize that it was two separate guys so it didn’t affect me as significantly lol)

^Second place goes to Collins’ horrible from supper speech. I didn’t have any idea what the title of episode 7 meant going into the show (I thought maybe they were feeling horrible from whatever they ate for supper? Maybe because of the lead or something?) so it definitely threw me for a loop! I’m not usually bothered by cannibalism as a concept, but Collins being tormented by this involuntary reaction he had to such a traumatic experience really stuck with me.

Honorable mention to Morfin’s death too - a lot of episode 7 really follows the concept of like. Desperation and the loss of hope (imo, at least), and I find it very interesting. It’s by far the episode that unsettles me the most. :-)

(One more honorable mention for the music that plays during Sir John’s death - the scene doesn’t really bother me but GOD that fucking discordant piano tune freaks me the hell out. Idk why but it is so creepy to me. If I’m alone and doing a rewatch or edit where I need clips from that scene I have to mute it because it bugs me so much lol.

Answered Terror here :-)

Expedition - top 5 favorite characters?

(I tiered them because I like a few of them equally lol)

Top favorites tier

Silna and Hickey

Second favorites tier

Irving, Hartnell, and Hodgson

Bonus characters that don’t make top five but I think about them often

Tozer, Gibson, Little, Real Hickey, Billy Orren, John Weekes

Thank you for the asks! :-)

[blushblushheadcanons]

👩‍👩‍👧 and 👻 for Scale and Poe pls?

Scale gives me pendejo vibes. He was an absolute menace as a kid. Pulling girls' hair, disturbing pets and neighbours, constantly getting hurt and in trouble, y'know the type. Not that he completely grew out of it, but it's at least bearable now.

He loooves to pretend he's so cool and brave but he's a total wimp. Definitely believes and is scared of ghosts and stuff. Don't be surprised if he refuses to go camping with you bacause "What if that monster from that movie we watched last night shows up???".

Poe, on the other hand, was the quiet kid that used to be bullied. Nothing too serious, but he definitely got laughed at for being "weird" up until high school or so. That only made him more of a recluse. I wouldn't be surprised if his parents decided to just homeschool him at some point.

Unlike Scale, he's scared of basically nothing. Well, not so much "not feeling fear", it's more of a he likes being scared so that completely ruins the entire purpose. He loves that little thrill of adrenaline and haunted houses and scary stories and everything in between. Total horror junkie.

[liminalpebble]

Eddie's Education: Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

The doorbell rang and Leia woke with a start. She raised a hand, feeling the creases in her face from the couch pillow, and realized she must have taken an impromptu nap in the time it took for Eddie to drive here. Why was she so tired? Everything felt like she was moving through syrup as she took the few steps to look through her peephole.

Raising her eye to the fish-eye lens she furrowed her brows in confusion. The hallway showed nothing but the bare Formica floor and the cold cheap overhead lights which occasionally flickered in the chilly night air. As she watched, suddenly all the lights snapped off into total darkness. She strained up on her toes, pressing her eye so close to the tiny window that her lashes brushed it and her breath fogged it. Suddenly, every light flicked on at full force. There was a beat of utter silence, and then a head shot up into her line of sight; a desiccated sinewy corpse of a creature releasing a deep growling laugh as its cloudy roving eye stared back at her. Leia felt like she was screaming but no sound emerged.

The doorbell rang, and Leia started up again, this time panting and shivering into the waking world. She forced herself to take a few deep breaths. Just a dream, Leia. It was just a bad dream, she told herself, over and over, fortifying herself to get up and look through the peephole. Come on, Leia. Don't be a wimp, she repeated until she finally set her eye gingerly to the little window. She sighed with relief to see Eddie smiling and waving on the other side, a loaded plastic carry-out bag in hand. As soon as she unlocked the door she swung her arms around him, pulling him through the threshold, holding on tightly, and saying in a hurried gasp, “God, I'm so glad it's you!”

“Woah...woah!” Eddie exclaimed, teetering a little off balance, “Hey, sweetheart, who else would it be? Glad to see you too. Watch out. I don't wanna drop the food.” As he set the smiling take away bag on the counter, he kept one arm on her back, stroking in a soothing motion even though worry gnawed at his mind; half memory and half foreboding. There was a particular kind of fear in her eyes; a kind he'd seen before.

Returning both arms to encircle her, he repeated, “Who...who else would it be? Jesus, your little heart's gonna beat right through your chest. What happened?”

She waved it away saying, “Oh...sorry...it's stupid. I just nodded off on the couch and had a bad dream. Been having these dreams about monsters. It's so weird. Probably shouldn't watch all these horror movies. That's all. It's okay.” Pressed against his chest she couldn't see the dread in Eddie's eyes. He couldn't be sure if he was piecing a puzzle together or was paranoid from past experiences, but it made him hold on tighter. She smiled up at him and it lit up her sleepy eyes. “Oh Eddie, you even brought me food? Could you be more perfect?”

He smiled, despite the granite block of tension that had taken up residence in his throat. Eddie stroked her cheek like she was something precious, like she was something he was scared to death to lose, like he always did. “I know you didn't eat.”

“I can't hide anything from you, can I?” she asked, as she swept some scattered mail out of the way to unpack the paper boxes of stir fry and rice. She paused, staring at the mess and said, “Please, don't judge me. I know this place is a disaster. It's just been....” she sniffed, “It's been...weird.”

He laughed, “Awww. Honey, come on! You've seen my place. It looks like a tornado went through it all the time. Who am I to judge? It doesn't bother me. Do you judge me for it?”

“Well, no, of course not. To be honest, I think I was too focused on playing detective...getting to know you from your natural habitat to judge anything. Or maybe I was too focused on getting to your bed, or to whatever surface we would be fucking on that day,” she mused with a laugh.

Then her smile faded, and she toyed nervously with her hands, suddenly unable to meet his eyes, “Thank you...for this. For everything.”

“Of course! What are boyfriends for?”

“I don't want to lean on you like this.”

“We lean on each other, Leia. And that's a good thing. I have people I lean on. You're only human...and one of the good kind. You deserve to have people to lean on too.”

She became still and silent with thought for a moment while he studied the circles under her eyes and the shiver running through her body. He tried to soothe her with a kiss, and her skin felt chilly, so he rubbed her shoulders and held her tighter as he whispered, “Talk to me, princess.”

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, honey?”

“Do you ever feel like you're losing your mind?”

Do you ever feel like you're losing your mind?

In a split second, that boulder of dread tumbled heavily from his throat to the pit of his stomach and took Eddie with it, anchoring him down as he sunk to the bottom of the dark lake of his memory.

It took him back to that splintery picnic table in the middle of the woods, sitting across from Chrissy Cunningham in her cheerleader uniform. She had just asked the same question. Her big Disney-princess eyes were silently pleading for him to reassure her...to let her know she wasn't crazy and that she would be safe. But she wouldn't be safe. She would be dead in hours, crumpled by Vecna who had painstakingly woven his way through her mind to crumple her body while Eddie looked on, helpless and horrified.

Eddie?

“Eddie?!” Leia exclaimed, and he twitched back to the present. Held against him, she could feel his hummingbird heartbeat; the same tempo hers had just been playing at. She met his eyes and commanded, “Breathe, handsome...deep breath, all the way. There you go.”

He obeyed her voice as it tethered him, pulling him back to the surface of the here and now. “How many rings are you wearing today? Count them for me?”

His voice came out shaky as he felt his fingers, “Th...three, today...two on my left...one on my right.”

“Good...good...” she soothed. “Do you remember what band shirt you have on?”

“Yeah...I think...I think it's Anthrax.” He began to breathe easier and laughed a little on a longer exhale. “But I don't remember.”

“Check to see.”

“Oh...” he said, looking down, “Slayer...right.”

“Close enough,” she said with a little grin and a shrug.

They both let out long relieved exhales as they chuckled.

“Okay, I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say Slayer and Anthrax are 'close enough' because they're actually totally different with how they...”

She stopped his mouth with a kiss, pressing deeply into him, sharing long breaths. They clung together like the other was their oxygen mask, lips latched. Finally they released.

“ I uh...I think we have a lot to talk about. Let's sit down and eat. I need you to tell me everything, and I think there's a lot I need to tell you too....and some...some of it's gonna be hard to believe. I uh...I'll help you clean up, okay. And then um...Jesus, this sounds crazy. Then we need to call Steve. I might need him to come over and help me explain.”

She blinked a little, stunned and confused, “Steve? Steve Harrington? What...why? It'll be like 10 by the time we do all that. I don't want to drag him...”

“Will you trust me?” he implored, those big dark chocolate eyes begging her.

She let out a long thoughtful sigh, then nodded vehemently. “Yes...yes, Eddie, always.”

------

The entire time they ate, packed up the leftovers, and worked together to clean up her apartment, Eddie tried but failed to explain some of his past, but always ended up just stuttering out disjointed sentences and getting visibly frustrated each time he couldn't get his point across.

As she put the very last dish away, Leia exclaimed,“That's enough, Eddie! Just relax...please! We called Steve. He's on his way, okay. It will be easier if we all talk about it together anyway...whatever it is.” She held his face in her hands, making him meet her eyes. “Hey...Hi, handsome” she said as she brushed his bangs out of his eyes to see his lovely face. “I'm right here.”

“I love you,” he choked out suddenly, squinting his eyes shut against tears, because he knew if Vecna came back and got his way, she wouldn't be here anymore. The most exquisitely fortunate thing to ever happen to Eddie “The Freak” Munson in his monumentally unlucky life would be squashed to death in an instant, like an insect in a spider's web. So Eddie held on tighter, desperate to protect her.

She smiled up at him and wiped the tears from his dark lashes with her thumbs. “Thank you for helping me with all this. The place looks amazing, and I got a good meal and you took such good care of me. You astound me, Eddie Munson. Do you hear me? You're astounding”

Eddie gave her a big silly boyish grin, “Astounding! Wow! That's not a word I've ever heard attached to my name.”

“Yeah, you're astounding! And to reward you for being such an incredible boyfriend, as soon as we're alone again, your math tutor is gonna give you head so fucking good you'll...”

The doorbell rang. Eddie bit his lip and rolled his eyes dramatically. “Goddamit Harrington! He's always been a cock block.”

She giggled. “Hey! You're the one who invited him!”

“Yeah. Thanks for reminding me,” he said as he opened the door, surprised to see not only Steve, but Robin and the curly-haired guy she saw at the Hideout. Steve came in and immediately gave Eddie a back-slapping hug, then Leia a much gentler one. Robin proclaimed, by way of greeting, “Hi, we brought groceries! Eddie said you needed groceries. He gave us a list. Hope we got the right stuff.”

Leia was too thunderstruck to speak, and just started blinking with her mouth open for a moment. “You...you did that for me?”

“Yeah! Of course! Good to see you again, by the way. Well...not exactly great in these circumstances...you know...dealing with the upside-down and demon monsters from another realm and all that. That's not fun, but hey, good news, we've actually dealt with this a few times so we can help and...”

“Robin!” the curly-haired guy barked, making both Leia and Robin jump. “Zip it. Jesus Christ.”

Taking on a softer tone, he turned to Leia, grabbing her hand in both of his and said, “Leia, it's a pleasure to meet you more officially. I'm Dustin.”

She blinked a few times, rebooting her brain. “Uh...yeah yeah. I remember you from the Halloween show. You were Weird Al, right?”

He smiled his unique bright grin as he said dramatically, “The very same, dear lady. You made a great Princess Leia, by the way.”

“Thanks...okay,” she said sweetly, then hesitantly asked, “While it's nice to see you all, forgive me for asking...what the hell are you all doing in my apartment tonight? And what the fuck do you mean by demon monsters?”

-----

By three in the morning, the three of them had shared every scrap of information they had about the upside-down and Vecna, Leia shared every bit of information about her dreams, her headaches, her chills and fatigue, and about Ferguson's odd behavior. They all shared several bags of chips and many cups of coffee. Eddie was so proud of Leia, who was taking all of this in stride surprisingly well. He grew increasingly certain that he'd found the perfect girl as he watched her roll with the punches of being told about the atrocities of a murderous psychic wizard monster and his deadly realm and minions.

Steve asked carefully, more tactfully than Eddie would have been able to, “Leia how many times have you had dreams like this? And have you had any waking hallucinations...things like that? And...this is weird but important...have you heard a grandfather clock chiming?”

Eddie mentally thanked Steve profusely that he didn't have to be the one to ask those hard questions.

“Uh...no hallucinations, just dreams about the same monster but not every night, just sometimes over the course of the last few months. Usually when I'm especially stressed or depressed. It...it whispers horrible things in my ear...all of my own insecurities, shows me my past...it's...it's awful. I figured I just watched Nightmare on Elm Street before bed a few too many times.”

Dustin loudly whispered to Eddie, “Your girl's got great taste,” earning a light smack and eye roll from the Eddie, but it made Leia crack a tiny smile and say, “Thank you, Dustin.”

Robin reached out to hold her hand as Steve said, “Well...the good news is that if it is Vecna, he's not using the same mode of operation he did last time. Maybe he's still too weak to attack the way he used to. And it sounds like Ferguson is the one in his sights, not Leia.”

Leia said quietly, a sad but rational flatness to her voice, “Maybe Ferguson's the main course and I'm the dessert. Could he just be playing with his food until...until he's ready for me?”

Eddie sat starting at the floor, wringing his hands, a quiver of anger threading through his voice, “I was so sure he was dead.”

Robin shrugged and said, “Well, we were pretty sure you were too, if you recall. The upside-down is weird that way.” Everyone looked at her pointedly. “What?” she chirped. “I'm not wrong.”

“No. You're just depressing,” Steve huffed.

“As long as I'm not wrong.”

Eddie suddenly snapped, yelling, “Shut up! Henderson, what can we do?”

“Leia, I'm sorry, but it might be best if we...we keep you awake.”

Leia's eyes grew wide, “All night? You can't be serious.”

Dustin put a hand up in protest. “I know. I know it's going to suck but it seems like he's going for your when you sleep, and until we know more, we'll have to keep a watch and keep you awake. Also music helps to keep him out of your mind. Find some headphones and your favorite songs and keep it looping and in your ear as much as possible. We found out last time that music interrupts his power and helps you to wake up from an episode if he...you know...finds you.

“Jesus...okay,” she said with a nod.

Robin chimed it, “Well it's already after 3 am, so...nearly morning anyway.”

“Hmm. I'm gonna be a horrible teacher tomorrow,” she said, rubbing her eyes.

Eddie smiled faintly, “Hey, that's alright, I saw half of your tutoring session at the Hideout tonight, totally wrecked and apparently taking Thanksgiving break a day early, so I don't think they'll notice anything if they even show. Speaking of which, Andy says 'hi'.”

She laughed at that and once she started she couldn't stop; it was amusement, it was terror, it was the total unbelievable absurdity of all of it.

“Oh...kay. Well, Eddie, since you're already here, and I assume you're used to staying over, why don't you take the watch tonight?”

Eddie shrugged, and it had a hint of cocky pride that Steve appreciated. “Sure, Steve,” he came over putting an arm around Leia. “She was kind enough to give me a toothbrush and everything, weren'tcha, sweetheart?” He gave her a big silly kiss on the cheek and she shook her head; annoyed but charmed by his antics, glad beyond measure that he was hers and he was there.

@sunflowerdaydreamer @sweetsigyn

[writernopal]

Writeblr Intro

So I have a pinned post that covers most of what I'm working on here, but I realized that I never introduced myself properly! I am totally new to tumblr (this is my first blog ever!) so come say hi, i'd love to make new writeblr friends ♥️

Hi, I'm N. Opal and I write for fun! I first started writing when I was a teenager but stopped for a long time before rediscovering my love for it in the past two years. I mostly write long-form pieces in multi-pov and dabble into short stories/prose/poetry here and there.

⚓About Me⚓

age: 29

pronouns: she/her

where: southern california

other stuff i like doing: running, weightlifting, yoga, reading, drinking coffee, playing video games, making unfunny jokes

⚓Genres I Like⚓

romance

soft/medium magic

fantasy

pirates (can you tell?)

horror (light pls i am a wimp)

⚓Completed Works⚓

"As A Stranger Or A Friend?"

Upon the blurred line of morality and at the mercy of circumstance, two souls meet. Again. And again. And again. So, is it simply a coincidence or something more?  When a young Mariel leaves home, she is instructed to lead a quiet, ignoble life. Forever. And so, determined to remain overlooked, she toils endlessly, disguised as all things plain. But they say still waters run deep, and even the ordinary are not who they appear to be… So, what would it take for those waters to ripple? Enter the raucous and free Axtapor, a nobleman turned pirate. Dashing through life like a tempest, he is resolved to live on his own terms, allowing none to stand in his way. But a pirate’s curse is a pair of wandering eyes, a boundless appetite for more, and a fascination with the unknown. Waters disturbed, the two upend one another’s lives with misunderstanding hands and misguided compassion. The balances of fate tip dangerously and they quickly find themselves pitted against the same foe: time. The world’s watchful eyes fall upon them as night coats the skies and something unexpectedly new begins to emerge. Hope.  Little do they know just how dangerous something like that can be. Free to read, 18+, find it here. Genres: romance, fantasy, medium magic, pirates

"As A Stranger Or A Friend?: The Swallow And The Drowned Sailor"

Synopsis TBD, Coming to Wattpad soon! Genres: romance, fantasy, medium magic, pirates

"Bowl Of Brown"

A feast for the senses about finding familiarity in a strange place. A piece of prose requested by my sister @illjustpretend centered around capturing the feelings she experienced while playing Outer Wilds. Free to read, all ages, find it here.

⚓WIPs⚓

AASOAF 3 (No title yet!)

This is the third and final book of the AASOAF series. Can't say much about this because spoilers but it will be posted to Wattpad whenever it's finished.

⚓What I Will Write Next⚓

AASOAF Companion Novel (No title yet!)

Characters still in development

⚓Stuff I'd Like to Write Soon⚓

🌆modern AU AASOAF🌆 (started doing this with ockissweek prompts and i need more!)

🤠WESTERN🤠 (please i want to create a cowboy character SO BAD)

💗smut💗(yeah. just yeah.)

👻horror👻(maybe i will be less afraid idk)

[neurodivenport]

Chases s/o who's obsessed with Halloween! Literally their time of the year, goes all out with everything! Including Halloween pranks 👀

i think he would absolutely use this as his time to nerd out. he tries to plan the geekiest couples costumes with them every year. he also loves pranking with them.

he’s a total wimp when it comes to horror movies and scary stuff tho. so they should expect a lot of him cowering behind their shoulder

[personal-evaluation-2003]

FOR THE HORROR ASK GAME:

PSYCHO ▪︎ PEEPING TOM ▪︎ EYES WITHOUT A FACE

BTW, I LOVE U!! ✧.✧♡

Um… meow? 🐈

❤️ Psycho (1960): Excluding your f/o, does your s/i get along well with anyone else in canon? Is there anyone they don’t like? Is there someone that doesn’t like them?

Oh indeed. Several Polar Place shopkeepers are on good terms with her, and she gets along pretty well with Johnny Cashmere (her employer). Those friendships are nothing crazy, but the sense of community is nice to Clawfee. ^_^

Also I like to think she has this small but unspoken bond with Flint because he ordered coffee from her once and dropped it on the way out and they started crying like that picture of Pepe with mcdonalds on the floor and she offered him another cup sans charge and from there a nonviolence pact was formed

❤️ Peeping Tom (1960): How would your f/o describe your s/i?

(In this instance I will be viewing Courtney’s perspective of Clawfee. Heart.)

Initially? Seems totally weak, not worth worrying about. Too nice for her own good.

Though, it turns out she can hold her own pretty well, in spite of her weak heart… and she finds Clawfee can be quite charming in her dry humor. She sure can take a joke. And yet she’s still a wimp?

Maybe she’s cute… maybe she has nice hair… maybe Clawfee’s unconditional kindness to Courtney touches SOMETHING in her cold dead business heart.

…So, it turns out she’s one to watch out for.

But NOT FOR LONG (party horn) because once they get together Clawfee swears away any possibility of going against her. Not like she was going to anyway, but Courtney’s always a step ahead in making sure!

Though Courtney’s opinions of Clawfee don’t shift much from before, they do get stronger. Maybe it leads to something un petit peu overprotective maybe. 🤨

❤️ Eyes Without a Face (1960): If someone wanted to get closer to your s/i, what would they have to do to attract them?

You’d probably have to approach Clawfee first, she’s pretty reclusive. There has to be a certain “je ne sais quoi” (her words) about you to keep her coming back. Which leaves her options pretty open (read: unclear), huh? If there’s something fun to latch on to, no matter your temperament, expect a greeting often from the cat.

[namorian]

wednesday 2022 but pugsley acts like the og pugsley from the new yorker cartoons:

he was originally the older child but now she is in the show. instead make it totally unknown to everyone which is older -- even gomez and mortica -- but still have them look noticeably different in age to make it even more confusing. none of this takes twins or separate pregnancies off the table. just make it a running bit no one knows who’s older or anything like that.

make pugsley just as smart as wednesday again. dude build a disintegration ray in the 60s sitcom. He was generally a wily little shit in the og cartoons and just generally a nefarious little menace. 90s and wednesday 2022 pugsley WISH.

give him his backbone back. he’s more than just a stooge or a wimp for wednesday to save. how about instead of what we’ve got in the show we have it that wednesday got her edge “playing” with pugsley (read: trying to kill each other) growing up and now they’re neck and neck for who’s mommy’s biggest terror. he can still be bullied at school-- i think both addams kids would likely have a lot of issues with that regardless of their personalities-- but now he’s not wholly reliant on wednesday to defend him. they team up. he aided and abetted the piranha stunt that got her expelled. in fact he should ALSO be expelled.

--like i cannot stress this enough there’s literally a cartoon where he’s poisoned her and another where he’s bricking her into a wall cask of amontillado style. PLEASE LET PUGSLEY BE A BRAT AND A STINKER. LET HIM BE 😈

frankly pugsley should already be at nevermore or be sent there when she is. pugsley is feral and malicious how they kept him in normie schools until high school is a mystery.

both in the cartoon and the 60s sitcom he flirts with being the family sicko and joining the boy scouts. between the two siblings he’s the most likely to actively seek out and engage with normies and normal stuff. this can both be his Secret Shame/Guilty Pleasure and also a means of like, character growth/conflict. Like he could be the one to befriend tyler instead of wednesday and then later lucas when enid and bianca do. could also be as invested in the gossip stuff as enid.

generally you could really have a nice sibling antagonism with pugsley being a outcast high school version of a jerk jock (read: a psychopath out for blood and also beers) with wednesday being the ~artsy sibling~ who thinks that all that stuff is LAME and STUPID. but when the science fair rolls around they both try to kill each other to eliminate their biggest competition. alternatively they team up for their science project and attempt to kill the other children entering.

i want him to just be the WORST and then there’s a whole subplot where HE’S BEEN KEEP A FLUFFY LITTLE PUPPY IN HIS DORM ROOM SECRETLY!!!!! THE HORROR!!!! THE SCANDAL!!!!

[halloweentowntwokalabarsrevenge]

i actually really like isaac as an actor for pugsley and seeing him in interviews he’s like, just a cool lil guy but i really don’t like how they’ve woobified and nerf’d the character.

i think isaac could 100% pull of the spoiled brat baby brother who keeps bothering and taking her things and poisoning her and just generally being a little shit. but he’s also been expelled from like 8 schools like wednesday has because he keeps pulling shit like unleashing killer robots in the halls for a vine.

i just really don’t like making pugsley toothless just to make wednesday look cooler and more badass and i don’t think wednesday would like it either tbh.

i think they’re infinitely more fun as a duo of siblings with different personalities/interests (puglsey more gregarious, sporty/active, and techy vs wednesday more introverted, artistic and thoughtful) who get into like Standard Sibling Bullshit with the zany addams edge and who also love to team up and commit Mischief and/or Atrocities.

like i do genuinely think that pugsley should have been in on the piranha incident and also expelled and sent to nevermore. i would’ve loved to see him fitting in immediately and being super popular (showing it’s totally possible for an addams to thrive here) while wednesday is like INTENT on being DifFeReNt and their being a subplot about pugsley secretly volunteering at the jericho pound bc he thinks the animals are cute (to wednesday’s HORROR). bonus points if at first she thinks his secret is that he’s gay and dating a normie boy and thinks the family won’t approve of him dating a normie and when she tells her parents over skype they’re sooooo relieved he’s just gay they were worried it might’ve been something SERIOUS! -- then weds finds out about the volunteer work.

like frankly a LOT of my issues with the show are coming from things i’ve seen happen before in other burton adaptations and productions. i could probably put bingo cards or a drinking game together of the janky ass burton tropes that crop up in this show. i’m just sad that my little bastard pugsley got hit so hard with the wimp stick.

[solomon-tozer]

tuunbaq, erebus, nunavut, sundogs, franklin? :)

tuunbaq - were you frightened by the show? which scene do you find the “scariest”?

Oh yeah, I'm a total wimp. I do NOT like horror usually. Luckily my first few minutes were the arse end of 1.05, so I saw Tuunbaq and was like 'WAIT THIS IS THE WALMSLEY THING' and realised I could iPlayer it... The autopsy bit was very a;lsdkjflasdjf and the dead room bit first time watching. After that, they were fine for me to watch.

But the worst/most terrifying thing about it? I had to stop before episodes 9 and 10, because, knowing where it was heading... It was the survival horror that got me the most. I couldn't lie there and think 'this isn't real'.

erebus - what scenes are your favourite and least favourite from the show

I can answer this again >:D

A little detail I love: when JCR goes to tell Barrow (I think it's Barrow, suddenly doubting myself) he's going next Wednesday, and speaks with the son. And that line from the son about how it'll comfort Barrow. "He wants it found while he lives. His own 'chilly shortcut to China' he calls it." Just... JCR's reaction, that minute shift but you can see the weight of the blow that lands – this is about the passage, not the men. The men are disposable, thrown away, discarded. They're not what really matters at the end of the day.

A jokey least favourite: when Fairholme's team are found. Someone PLEASE explain to me why they've got so much facial hair?? I'm distracted by it every time. They can't have taken that long to get that far???

nunavut - have you read the terror novel?

Yes! Already answered this one in a little more detail <3

sundogs - talk about a moment in the show that interests you most

I should have put the JCR one here...

Perhaps not the one that interests me the most, but I enjoy the scene in the hunting blind, where Sir John visits and chats with the Marines. It helps to show why the men liked him so much. He has a warm nature towards the men, makes silly 'jokes', humours their requests, he poses with them for a photo... Just a much more accessible captain than Crozier (who doesn't seem to talk to his men at all, outside of messing up and treating Hickey with way too much familiarity).

Oh! And Hickey misunderstanding what 'dirtiness' means, and assuming Irving tattled. And Hickey not knowing what being punished as a boy is until the moment his underthings are yanked down. He hasn't a clue, flounders, and comes up from that experience newly baptised as something else.

franklin - who’s an underrated character in your opinion?

In my world he's not underrated, but i feel like Hodgson is maybe a bit underrated? There's a little bit of Hodge sprinkled in every episode for us to enjoy! He's so much more than the weird lieutenant who ends up in the muntineers' camp, and I really enjoy following his story.

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