@scarednotscary asked:  ❛ you left like i was never a reason to stay. ❜  - For Eddie~ // 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. 

they’re parked somewhere near the quarry, settled under a blanket that’s covered in snacks and books and whatever else their little hearts desired for the trek up here. on top of that-- he made a couple decent sized blunts for the both of them. chrissy had an extra rigorous cheer practice earlier that nearly took her out-- and eddie? well-- he still had a slight headache from the near nightmare that him and his sheep’s game was. it was a one shot: shouldn’t have been anything crazy, but one little slip up almost caused the whole party to go down. if it wasn’t for sinclair’s quick thinking getting them all out of the mud-- they might not have made it out alive. 

but, nothing a little bit of recreational drugs wouldn’t patch right up, he figures as he passes the lighter her way and takes another drag. it’s nice, calm, still giggly from some inside joke they shared from before. and eddie figures that’s it. that after some idle small talk about the assembly he barely attended today that that would be the end of it, never to be brought up again.

(in hindsight he figures maybe he should know by now not to tempt fate like that.) it’s quiet for a good while, after she tells him. drops it on the metalhead like it doesn’t shatter him all the way down into the deep recesses of his chest the way she says it: among the noise of crickets and croaks and whatever other woodland creatures might decide to make themselves an audience for the night.

if he’s perfectly honest-- he’s not sure what brought this on. but he figures he owes her his attention at the very least, so he straightens up and releases the last bit of smoke from his lips, “uh, you’ll have to forgive me cunningham. not exactly in top shape right now, so m’sort of scramblin’ here,” he tries for a joke, even if he winces feeling like it’s already fallen flat. “sorry. uh, whatever it is-- i’ll make it right--”

Well if you aren’t busy..you could come over and check out my Halloween costume?

- @hxllfiremunson

Oh yeah? Want my advice on it do you?

i've been rewatching ed edd n eddy and its got me thinking about what their unseen parents are like

Bro, my unyielding loyalty towards you is totally normal and healthy, I swear. It's just that it's definitely my duty to rip out your enemies throats with my bare teeth. You are the love of my life and I am your most valuable tool. Each night, I fantasize about dying in your arms, covered in blood, and then I close my eyes one final time, satisfied because I can feel your fingers on my face as I take my last breath. Haha anyways

Ed Ventresca by Jim French (1990s)

I only had 12 spots,

so these are the 12 I picked. If you aren't happy, you're always welcome to make your own poll 🤷

When the chronic fatigue is chronic

fat people shouldnt have to walk on eggshells around people with eating disorders and take their fatphobia without response especially when we have eating disorders ourselves

nobody cares how pretty your face is if you’re fat.

or at least that’s what i’ve learned

@entangledmuses​ asked:  ❝  your scars are nothing to be ashamed of.  ❞ Chrissy to Eddie

see there’s two angles eddie knows he can go at here. either one, tease that he knows and tell her he’s excited for how metal the scars will look down the line. maybe offer if she wants to see them-- or fall under the part of him that gnaws more poor choice of words poor choice of words towards how he feels in the moment. raw and tender, and altogether destroyed.

he decides on a mellower version of the latter. “ iiii dunno about that sunshine,” he lifts up the shirt slightly to expose some of the ones on his right side and turns slightly pink around the ears, “fucked me up pretty bad. harrington thinks they took about a pound of flesh off him-- think they took about five here.” was it fair to compare injuries? definitely not-- and he’ll probably feel worse about saying it later. “must’ve been hungry. not that you needed to like... hear all that. sorry,”

Bathtime with @eddiexmunsonn <3 

I'm just a normal girl but I've got this thing between my legs! Idk what to do?

Teardrops on my Guitar is kind of a banger tbh

sketches for the parents of the other kids in the Cul-de-Sac