Juggernort - Caitlin

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄

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eddie munson x fem!reader | very smutty | has sad, angsty, hurt to comfort, spicy, fluffy moments | cheerleader!reader | mean!eddie | virgin!reader | eddie and reader are 19 | * - smut|

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eddie knows the shit people say about him, he also knows he shouldn’t be involved with you but one thing leads to another and now it seems like you both can’t get away from each other.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏* coming soon|

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I miss when things used to be a bit ugly…. That’s when people had so much fun… now everyone is beautiful and untouchable and boring and sterilized…. Maybe fashion was weird back in the day and no one took proper care of their skin n whatever but at least people were having fun, at least people tried to be original and weird and fun instead of just being online . Maybe Sumtimes U have 2 go out on a summer day and have so much fun that u forgot to reapply sunscreen…. Maybe that’s what life is about ! Hmm….

from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos. 

💌 poems for the month of love 💌

Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara

The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel

Wait For Me by Konstantin Simonov (tr. by Mike Munford)

A Kiss on the Forehead by Marina Tsvetaeva

Love by Joseph Brodsky

Your Unripe Love by Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")

Love poem by Tishani Doshi 

Maybe Under Some Other Sky by Willie Perdomo

Warming Her Pearls by Carol Ann Duffy

Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke

Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva

I Loved You by Alexander Pushkin

Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)

Our Story by William Stafford

The Kiss by Sara Teasdale

Golden Eighties (Chantal Akerman, 1986)

if you tag me in a chain post and i don't do it it's not because i hate you it's because i am very lazy. i love you thank you for tagging me.

Reblog if I can go on your page and write stupid things in your ask box whenever I'd like to.

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗔𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨 ✿  𝗲. 𝗺𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻

(creds to original gif owner. thank you!) ▸ sum. (requested by anon, thank you<3) you’re a total secret metalhead and eddie visits your house the first time, surprised by all the posters and begins to tease you about it before offering to teach you guitar. ▸ cw. fluff, playful teasing, reader is hyperfeminine presenting, mentions of corruption. ▸ wc. 2.3k ▸ a/n. i had to insert my own obsession of adam ant even though hes not metal bc gazayum he was so fine in the 80s. ▸ alt. same imagine in bigger font

“you really are a total freak, y/n.”

Mrs. Sullivan, your English teacher was droning on as you slowly began to tune out, your mind elsewhere as you stared blanky at the chalkboard. The only thing that could snap you out of your bored trance were the dreaded words, “Now, get into partners.”

Despite you being classified as apart of ‘the popular group’, they all had their own closer friends within the group, Chrissy pairing with Mandy and your only other friend Lauren would obviously pair up with Brandy, the inseperable duo. So here you were, sat alone with your head downcast into your lap due to a flooding feeling of embarrassment that consumed you, causing your fingers to awkwardly spin the rings adorning your fingers around, hoping the ground would swallow you whole.

Suddenly, you heard the slight jangling of metal and leather shifting around as you turned your head to the left, met with the infamous face of Eddie Munson. He was also quite popular in school, but maybe not for the same reasons, his name always being brought up amongst your group in a negative light. You didn’t know him amazingly well but knew he was outgoing for sure. You were certainly intrigued by his fashion sense and his music taste he made very well known as you often overheard the debates Eddie would have amongst his table over who was a better musician. With nothing better to do, you’d often eavesdrop and find yourself agreeing with Eddie most of the time.

“Who would’ve thought,” Eddie smirked, referring to the pairing of you two. Yeah, who would’ve thought? It seemed you two were the only people left in the classroom, so it made sense practically, but you two were the physical embodiment of polar opposites.

Eddie often opted for darker colours in his clothes, dressing himself in chains and metal wherever he could, particularly his plethora of silver rings and wallet chain. He wore the same leather jacket everyday, his wardrobe you could only imagine was purely just black jeans. On days his club would meet up for D&D sessions he’d wear his classic Hellfire Club shirt, whereas other days it’d usually be a faded tee of various bands.

On the other hand, you would usually wear white tennis skirts and various pastel jumpers, coated in gold jewellery from head to toe, several rings, bracelets and necklaces decorating your body as well as glittery hair clips. Your makeup was light, slight blush dusted over your cheeks that enhanced the image of innocence, the dictionary definition of high school popularity.

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