#thraeshula

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"you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." | from Eddie / @thraeshula with the air of a man who didn't realize you could put product in your hair and doesn't understand how "dressing up" works. (probably seeing him going to/coming from a date at the gas station or some shit rip)

send "you're the prettiest thing i've ever seen." to see my muse's reaction. ♡ [ feel free to add context / actions / other dialogue as needed. ]

Billy's brows knot and wrinkle in the exact way that indicates he thinks something is dumb. Of course, the other might be a moron there was no telling. Everything is painted so easily and expressive across his face. It was one of his faults, he thinks. He couldn't hide anything or how he felt about something if his life depended on it. But it's not all bad. After all, he could be a guiding hand in the right fucking direction for Eddie 'cause for someone with such nice hair it was a god damn mess. Which was a shame.

(And he's not judging entirely too hard either. He only knew 'cause it was one of the things his mom liked best about him. Always telling him and showing him how to make the most of the curls in his blonde hair. Eventually, his interest increased when he noticed when he dressed nicely he got more attention from those around him. It felt nice to look pretty even if the word grates at his soul a bit.)

"Yeah, and you look like a rat's nest. You should let me clean you up, man. Maybe there is something shiny and pretty underneath the..." His hands gesture broadly to Eddie.

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“ do you even know what you do to me? ”

chrissy turns to him, catches her off guard. eddie says possibly the sweetest things she's heard, to her with meaning and intent. and that feels. it feels so good and warm and gooey and she cannot put it into words. she's in one of his shirts picked it out because she's staying the night ( she really didn't plan to, she just doesn't want to go home ) her cheeks turn pink and she smirks, all knowing. still, still. it's soft and quiet. almost delicate the way she walks over to him, he's on the bed and it's like magnetic almost. she sits next to him, her hand reaches out. lands on his cheek, gentle. "-i have a small idea." it's soft, giggles then. "tell me about it, baby." her tone goes from cheery to sultry almost, teasing. wants to know. badly. they can swap secrets. she's glad that it's not only her dealing with what eddie does to her, ever since chrissy caught feelings, she wants to hear it, she wants him to know too. he has to know.

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“ What the Cinnamon Toast fuck is this? ” / from Eddie ( @thraeshula )

          she  hesitates,  watches  him  for  a  moment,  then  replies,  “ you  know  what  studying  is,  don’t  you ? ”  she  didn’t  want  to  assume  anything  about  eddie—she  really  tried  not  to  if  she  could  help  it—but  she  knew,  factually,  that  he  had  been  held  back  a  couple  of  times.  maybe  he  didn’t  give  that  much  of  a  fuck  about  school,  but  he  couldn’t  say  that  she  hadn’t  tried  to  help  him.

          “ they’re  flashcards, ”  she  supplied  after  a  minute.  “ y’know—to  help  you  study ? ”

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@thraeshula sent: this was a bad idea. / for rachel from eddie ( @thraeshula )

　　' yeah, no shit. ' hawkins, like most small towns, didn't have many cool places to hide out besides someone's garage when their parents were out of town, so most times her late nights were spent out in the woods. if you were lucky, you could run into no one and drink a beer in peace. other times, the football team would be offroading in someone's truck and would almost run you over.

　　it hadn't been the football team this time ( unless they'd gotten really good at making loud animal noises ) but something else that had startled both of them and scattered them further into the woods and away from the road. ' it was probably a moose or something and we got lost for nothing. '

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chrissy squeezes his hand. gentle and very much there. from the heart. and it makes her swoon. so and so. feels her heart do a little skip and. and. oh boy. this is exactly what she gets when hanging out with eddie and. what she needs. "a chariot? oh how kind. whisk me away then." she jokes, and swings their linked arms. it's a nice and floaty laugh that follows. "-um, i don't really know." she thinks. before looking back up at him "-well, actually, i am like so curious to know what you do for fun." she would be lying if she wasn't intent on getting to know him. it's not common you survive horrors beyond your comprehension with someone. "tell me about it. please?" maybe she can choose from there.

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He chuckles a little, breathy. “What can I say? It’s from the heart.” He smiles softly just enjoying the sight of her. it makes the darker memories vanish into something he can pretend was just a nightmare, to see her just existing as herself. He couldn’t do shit then to help her but he can do something now, even if it’s just being here for her while she tries to find her balance again. It’s the least he can do. “Now— I have a chariot ready and waiting to whisk you away to wherever you’d like to go. Any requests or would you like a surprise?”

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* / MASSIVE MUSE OVERHAUL

Okay here is the new line up for the foreseeable future. I just cannot keep trying to offer as many people as I was, especially when honestly so few are getting any attention and to try and get muses traction would be effort and energy I just cannot afford to give rn.

KEEP

@anyankaes | Anyanka -- this is just For Me honestly but I'm also going to try and position her in a more fandomless way @vacanpathy | Veronica Moore ( OC ) -- OC privileges are real. @hollowflay | Heather Holloway -- literally the flagship at this point lbr @npseas | low interest/low need/fickle muse/utilitarian muses -- kept bc it's so low use and here for utilitarian reasons.

LIMBO

@saeintsblood | Drusilla -- I find dru very compelling and if I could get things for her, especially in her drew au I'd very seriously consider continuing to write her @slayedher | Spike -- I do like writing spike and I feel like I could do a lot of fun stuff with him but I'm also not interested in just being used to fill people's fix for the character so I'm torn. @mtvatlas | Billy Hargrove -- honestly probably will get moved into keep once I feel like I can breathe and give him any attention. @manufangured | Casey Wainright ( OC ) -- again OC privileges get her here but also trying to start shit up for an OC rn sounds like a fucking nightmare.

DECOMMISSIONED

@deathgift | Buffy Summers @slayingspice | Brooke Summers ( OC ) -- joint reasoning for these two. low muse, low interest in general plus since smg has been spoken out for Israel I'd kinda want a new fc (also just they're SO canon divergent it'd feel nice) but if I have to make new icons I'll lose my mind. @corddess | Cordelia Chase -- low use, low interest, low muse. @keyedawn | Dawn Summers -- low use, low interest, low muse. @glindaid | Tara Maclay -- low use, low interest, low muse. @witchhan | Willow Rosenberg -- low use, low interest, low muse. @andhaert | Xander Harris -- low use, low interest, low muse. @thraeshula | Eddie Munson -- low use, low interest, low muse. @telemage​ | Eleven / Jane Hopper -- low use, low interest, low muse. @noblebreed | Elijah Mikaelson -- low use, low interest, low muse. @highbreed​ | Klaus Mikaelson -- low use, low interest, low muse. @legionheir | David Haller -- low use, low interest, low muse. @shesibylline | Destiny / Irene Adler -- low use, low interest, low muse. @punkasite | Rogue Darkhölme -- low use, low interest, low muse. @laembless | Clarice Starling ( set in Cri.min.al Mi.nds ) -- low use, low interest, low muse.

I'm sorry to anyone who was looking forward to some of these muses or had enjoyed ping with them in the past but I just gotta make things more practical for me. Hopefully I can bring some of these back in the future when life is less hectic but for now I just have to be realistic. Much of these muses get absolutely little to no interest and I cannot put in the time and energy rn to try and change that. Plus even when I HAVE tried in the past to do that for some it's been unsuccessful so I'm just not interested in trying again when my time and energy is more finite. I picked all these muses for a reason and would love to be able to write them all but that's just not realistic.

None of the decommissioned blogs will be deleted they will simply be left inactive and likely moved elsewhere to be archived for the foreseeable future so this account can remain tidy. If any get brought back I'll let you all know.

I will also still be on @dreameasel and @progeniterror

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❛ i think everyone needs a hobby, and if you don’t have one, that’s when you’re probably gonna start killing people. ❜ 

chrissy nods, pouring the batter into the mold. she nods along to what eddie is saying. until he mentions killing people, it's probably just an exageration. but as someone who was living life in autopilot mode, she gets it. she is baking on the counter, the recipe book somewhere off to the side and has had eddie sat on the bar chairs where it was usually her dad having breakfast. her parents aren't around and won't be until late tomorrow so. it's one of those days. "i get that now. i think i have hobbies now, so no killing anyone from my part." she looks around. "-except maybe my kitchen, i think the hard thing is when you don't know what you like, and there's so much you can do. and i know it is a hobby so you don't have to be good at it, but what if i totally suck at it? what if this cake sucks?" she shuffles around then, puts the mold on the side and really looks at eddie. she's worrying over nothing for sure. but he got the ball rolling so now the ball is rolling.

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❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜ / from eddie 🥺

something about dying and not really dying, messes you up. chrissy is acutely aware of the fact. she doesn't remember dying all too well, but eddie does. and sometimes she has to remind him, that she is here and in one piece. they spent hours doing nothing, talking. chrissy can't sleep during night time, she's taken to napping whenever she's too exhausted to do anything else. and she doesn't pry how other people are dealing with the everything of it all. she just smiles, something quiet. like her heart could break, the way he asks. "-i promise, i'll be here, you just get some rest. we have the rest of the day, okay?" it's not her fault, it's not like she wanted to die. but she felt a lingering responsibility over this. she hesitates at first, but she runs her hand on top of his head. to soothe almost.

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tag drop.... get tiffany'd , idiot.

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Steve groaned, feeling like twenty jackhammers were all smashing into his skull from different angles at the same time. It felt like one of his horrendously chronic migraines he had gotten from all the brain damage he had received, only times ten. There was a reason Steve had stopped the party lifestyle, because drinking like this only proceeded to make him feel disgustingly miserable. He was just glad he could hold his liquor and hadn't puked his guts out yet.

He waved his hand in the air, trying to shoo Eddie away, face buried into the pillow. "Dude, shut up, you're being ridiculously loud. And that's saying something, considering how loud you always are." He rolled onto his side away from Eddie, taking the pillow with him and keeping his face buried in it. The light was too bright, and Steve just wanted to sleep this off before taking any plan of action. He didn't even know how the musician was awake, if he were being honest.

It was only after a few moments, not even a full minute, that Steve had registered the words that Eddie had been saying instead of just noting that he had a pitch and tone that could make him cringe this early in the morning. "What the fuck are you talking about, Munson?" He sat up finally, chest bare to the world without shame, rubbing at tired eyes that felt crusted over with sleep. He yawned, stretching his arms above his head. "Who needs to get a divorce?"

He would have thought Eddie were delusional if it wasn't for him bringing his arms back down to scratch at his chest, only to notice the shine coming from his left hand. Steve scrunched his nose a bit, holding his hand up to investigate it, jaw practically dropping as he saw the simple gold band. "Oh. Oh." He had always wanted marriage, a family, living the white picket fence lifestyle, but this had not been how he had wanted to go about it. However, Steve was much calmer than Eddie, running his hands through his hair and giving a nod.

"Right. Divorce. Yeah, that needs to happen." He groaned, throwing the pillow at his newfound friend. "Maybe you shouldn't have been a dumbass and proposed to me."

Eddie sat hunched over head in his hands. He’d been hungover before but never before had he felt THIS shit. He felt like the worst kind of roadkill. Basically the ENTIRE night was a a huge black spot in his memory. Not that he was exactly putting in much effort, THINKING was enough to amp up the pounding in his skull.

VEGAS WAS A MISTAKE is just about the only vaguely coherent thought running in his head right now for a lot of reasons. The hungover was a pretty obvious starting point but there was a pretty major one sitting on the glass coffee table in front of him that he’d stumbled across and nearly puked over in half-conscious state not too long ago. On the table was all the documentation needed for a classic married by Elvis novelty shotgun wedding. The main issue here for Eddie was that it was HIS wedding. And instead of Elvira or James Hetfield it was STEVE FUCKING HARRINGTON next to him in the photos and his name next to Eddie’s on the paper work. He was gonna be sick.

This wasn’t even funny story material it was just CRINGE. This had to get solved PRONTO before there was a chance for it to get out or he’d NEVER live it down. He muscled up the willpower to drag his out and check his phone quickly to see if he’d made any calls or posted any shit about this online during his black out. Relief flooded him as he failed to find anything. He must’ve been too drunk to even consider doing it.

With a groan he got up and fought back the urge to puke again before he went to wrangle Steve.

“Hope you’re able to walk bud cause we gotta go get a DIVORCE.”

@alwaysthesitter​ requested an ACCIDENTAL MARRIAGE starter

TROPE STARTER PROMPTS | ACCEPTING

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"I don't have a damn clue about any of the shit you're saying right now." Steve huffed, his own eyes bloodshot from smoking, a little bit high and a little bit dizzy, but not minding it one bit. He liked these nights with Eddie, where they could just light up and take their minds off all the shit they had bared witness to. He never thought he'd be so well connected with the 'freak' of Hawkins, but it made sense. Henderson was his best friend, his little brother, his ride or die. Anyone that Dustin liked, Steve most likely would, too.

"And for the record? I'm working on both of those things." Hobbies and girlfriends. Right now his hobbies consisted of playing chauffeur and babysitter, and maybe watching some movies with Robin every so often. "It's harder than it looks, okay?" Getting a girlfriend, that was. Steve had been convinced that he had lost his charm since Nancy Wheeler. He had gone on a few dates, banged a chick here or there, but none of them felt right. Nothing felt comfortable. Not like he felt when he was just here, smoking a blunt with Eddie Munson.

"I'm just being honest, man. I've been dealing with this shit for a lot longer than you. I'm honestly surprised I haven't died yet. It's almost like we're characters in some fucked up television show, and since I must clearly be the fan favorite with my charming good looks, they keep giving me character protection. I shouldn't have survived this many times. And I've accepted that."

STEVE ( @alwaysthesitter​ ) said “ there’s always cost. we will all die, it just depends on how. ”

Eddie was quiet for a moment as he lit up, he speaks up finally after he blows out smoke. “Dude you either need a hobby or a girlfriend because you’re starting to sound like Aragorn.” He grinds dirt under his foot and gestures as he speaks. “I mean seriously dude. This shit is grim enough you gotta get all Final Stand of Men on the Pelennor Fields on me? Jesus Christ… For fucks sake…”

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she feels all light and bubbly. like they haven't gone through the worst already, it's a bit surreal. she let's him take her hand. feels her cheek warm up, keeps the smile on her face. because sometimes it hurts, smiling so much, when she's around him. "-oh." it's soft, doesn't know where to look suddenly. and she doesn't know what to say to that. "sometimes you say the prettiest things." she just doesn't want to be alone, not when it gets this bad. and she feels...she feels good when she's around him. it's easy to ask even if she doesn't have a plan in mind.

CHRISSY ( @cunninghamtm​ ) said ❛ thanks for being here with me. ❜ 

“Please it should be me who’s thank you. Thank you for letting me stay with you through all this. It’s an honor to get to be by your side.” He gently takes her hand in his out of new formed habit. He’s still constantly astounded by her. How real and alive and Chrissy she is. He never really believed in god or anything but now he at least believe in miracles. She was a miracle and he was just blessed to be allowed to stand in her shine.