#metal head

[bring-me-the-distillers]

Bring Me The Horizon - Traitors Never Play Hang-man Requested by @myspacedotcomslashdeathcore

[justatallstick]

have this picture of my punk friend doing my other decidedly normal friends’ juggalo makeup

[restingcorpse]

[jesuschristt-thatsaprettyface]

am i the only one out here getting turned on by sick guitar riffs??

[lokami]

Toki Wartooth (not a bumblebee)

[cupcakemikstermayhem]

The Robot!🤖💥🎉💫

[lixxireign666]

Gud morning 🤠

[bl00dfroma-fairy]

[ffxbenitoxff]

HIII!!

I drew this the other day and posted it on TikTok only but I realised I had nothing in here so I thought I might as well post it here 🥸

It’s not great but I like how it turned out idk, hope y’all like 😛

[g0r3wh0r3xxx]

*ੈ✩‧₊all I want is a tall, long haired loser to be obsessed with me, is that too much to ask for ? *ੈ✩‧₊

[1knife1girl]

[goblin-simp]

Female Jesse and axel!

Best friends forever!!

In my universe/headcannon axel is a metal head nerd who just loves to annoy people and is kind of a asshole (like he is in game lmfao) He likes his friends and he also likes Petra (I’m a AXEL X PETRA LOVER HAHAH)

[snake-seeds]

“Ghost isn’t metal!” This

“Ghost isn’t heavy!” That

I KNOW!! And I love it anyway!

“You can’t call yourself a metal head if you listen to ghost.” Okay buddy, should I recommend you some of the infinitely heavier, more metal stuff I listen to?

Just cos ghost is my fav it doesn’t make my other favs any less heavy.

This rant was inspired by a very heated argument I got into in a discord server.

Anyway, here’s my usual go to playlist when I’m not binging ghost:

Enjoy! (Im being genuine).

[merildae]

Long time no selfie

[ilovepejon]

Apati

[upsidedown29]

Into the Darkness

When you arrive as the new kid at Hawkins High, the enigmatic Eddie Munson invites you to join the Hellfire Club's Dungeons & Dragons game. As the night unfolds, you discover a sense of belonging and a spark with Eddie that you never expected. Dive into a night of adventure, fantasy, and unexpected connections.

Warnings include: Mild Language, Romantic Themes, Supernatural Themes, Social Anxiety.

The faint hum of metal echoed through the corridors of Hawkins High, Eddie Munson stood at the end of the hallway, leaning against his locker, his trademark smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His fingers, adorned with rings, drummed against the cool metal door in an erratic rhythm that mirrored the beat of his favorite songs.

You walked in, feeling the usual stares and whispers following you. Being the new kid in town wasn't easy, and Hawkins was no exception. Your eyes darted around, trying to find a familiar face, but instead, they landed on Eddie. He looked up, his intense gaze locking onto yours. A shiver ran down your spine, not from fear, but something else entirely.

"Eddie," a voice called out, breaking the trance. It was Dustin Henderson, one of the freshmen who seemed to orbit around Eddie like he was the sun. "You ready for tonight?"

Eddie's eyes flicked away from you for a moment, giving Dustin a nod. "Always ready, Henderson."

Curiosity got the better of you. "What's happening tonight?" You asked, stepping closer. You were new, yes, but you weren't shy.

Eddie's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Well if you're up for an adventure, new kid, there's a Hellfire Club meeting tonight. Ever heard of Dungeons & Dragons?"

Your heart skipped a beat. You'd played before, but never with anyone like Eddie. "I might have," you said, trying to play it cool. "Can anyone join?"

Eddie leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Only those who dare to venture into the darkness."

That evening you found yourself in the school's basement, surrounded by a group of eager faces. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from a few scattered candles and the glowing eyes of the dragon figurine in the center of the table. Eddie presided over the game like a dark prince, his voice weaving an intricate tale that pulled everyone in.

You quickly fell into the rhythm of the game, your character coming to life with each roll of the dice. Eddie's eyes frequently found yours across the table, a silent communication that sent your pulse racing.

As the night wore on, the game grew more intense. You faced dragons, solved riddles, and navigated treacherous dungeons. Every time you succeeded, Eddie's approving nod felt like a victory in itself.

Finally, as the game drew to a close, Eddie announced a break. The group scattered to stretch their legs, but you found yourself lingering near the table, tracing the edges of the map.

"You're good," Eddie's voice came from behind you. "Really good."

You turned to find him closer than expected, his presence overwhelming in the small space. "Thanks. You make a great Dungeon Master."

He grinned, a genuine smile that lit up his face. "I try. But you... You brought something special to the game tonight."

Your cheeks warmed at the compliment. "I just got lucky with the dice."

Eddie shook his head, his gaze intense. "Luck had nothing to do with it. You've got a spark, new kid. Something tells me you're going to fit right in here."

For the first time since you arrived in Hawkins, you felt a sense of belonging. "Thanks Eddie. That means alot."

He reached out, his fingers brushing against yours. "Welcome to the Hellfire Club."

In that moment, surrounded by the shadows and the flickering candlelight, you knew you'd found your place. And maybe, just maybe, something more with the enigmatic Eddie Munson.