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flying the original character artist flag with pride

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Relieve the Pain

Eddie Munson x reader

Eddie takes care of you while you’re on your period.

The bed dips on the other side of you as you lay with your back facing it. You’re under the blanket and he’s quick to join you and you turn to face him, having trouble seeing him in the dark but it doesn’t matter because you can commit his face to memory.

He doesn’t even have to ask to know what’s going on, he just pulls you to his chest, his hands moving circles along your lower back since he knows that’s where the pain is during your cycle.

Eddie is always so gentle with you, especially when you’re on your period. He loves taking care of you, getting you what you need. He always does stuff for you, but when it’s that time of the month, he waits on you hand and foot, not letting you life and single finger no matter how many times you tell him that it’s not necessary.

But he knows how hard this is for you, how your body aches and how you don’t feel like yourself. So he wants to make it easy for you. He doesn’t want you to think about anything except for getting to proper rest. To take a break from your usual responsibilities that he is more than happy to take over.

“Alright,” he whispers, slowly removing the blanket from you. “I think it’s time for a bath.”

You just nod your head and let him pick you up and carry you to the bathroom where he turns on the water before helping you get into the tub where he joins you, sitting behind you while massaging your shoulders and pressing kisses to them, murmuring sweet nothings against your skin.

You lean against him and his arms wrap around you as he buries his face into your shoulder, telling you how much he loves again and again. Once the water is cold, Eddie helps you out of the bath and wraps you in a towel before helping you to your room where he gets you dressed for bed.

When he’s dressed, he joins you, the two of you snuggling underneath the covers, sharing multiple kisses between “I love you’s” as he continues to rub your back, hoping that it’s soothing you. And it apparently does because you’re falling asleep before you know it and Eddie watches you with the biggest smile on his face, thinking to himself about how lucky of a man he is.

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i think ppl will enjoy these so im sharing the experience of studying a tbh creature in the wild.... fascinating creatur.......

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When I saw the news the other day I hollered with excitement. ITS ABOUT DAMN TIME!!! CONGRATS SOUNDGARDEN!!! 😆🤘🏻

And it's about damn time too!!

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many such cases

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every morning I wake up and think of these words from philosopher cher

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My beautiful man

Don’t mind me just thinking about him😪 wishing I was born in 1973 so I could’ve been his girlfriend and could’ve loved him the way he deserved.

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he’s annoyed and it’s not even noon

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1, 2, 3, 4- !! 🎵🎸

danger days + the killjoys era/ all the killjoys comics are a huge inspiration to me but i always wanted a comic that covers the adventures of the killjoys themselves, so i made a test comic page for fun!

not intending for this to be an actual webcomic, i just wanna do some comic pages inspired by the songs from this era + the other mcr albums :))

ive missed sharing art here so ofc i had to draw mcr again :0

rt's appreciated as always!

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Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

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It’s just intentional at this point

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put the piercings back Frank Iero i’m not fucking around anymore

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in case you ever wanted to know what mambo number 5 sounds like with all the instruments (including the drums) replaced with bike horns 

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I am BEGGING the Duffer Brothers to have added him in season 5 to go with the Kas theory. I will literally riot if they don’t. Like give me back my husband already😩

i miss my boyfriend guys :(

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The biggest pet peeve of mine are "goths" who excuse their shein amazon aliexpress hot topic hauls with "my thrifts only have granny clothes" as an excuse to why they can't thrift. 100% of the time, it's people who go to thrift shops and expect to find hot topic and killstar and overlook the 80s black clothing that looks shapeless or outdated when unstyled. All you have to do is add a belt, some pins, and maybe a chain, maybe distress it, and it will look 100 times better than the ugly ass shein clothing you are already buying. The visual parts of goth are built on those common 80s basics that you can find literally everywhere styled in unconventional ways. Granny thrift stores are the actual goldmines for dirt cheap goth clothing . You are just uncreative and lazy and refuse to put effort into your looks

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Genuinely sobbing. This is so cute I can’t🥹

That's My Boy

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

You, Eddie, and your daughter come over to the trailer to celebrate Wayne's birthday and give him the best gift he could ever ask for.

The trailer is quiet except for the jazz music that’s playing softly for some background noise and the simmering of the pot that Wayne is stirring. His guests are due any minute ands he’s hurrying to make sure everything is done before they show up. He pours the finished soup into the serving bowl that was part of the set that Eddie got him when he moves out then plates the grilled cheeses as nicely as he can, wanting them to look the best they can. 

He sets everything on the table as he hears a car door slam closed, a bright grin spreading across his face as he sees a glimpse of the top of the familiar head through the storm door. He’s quick to wipe his hands on his apron just as the door flies open, a blur racing towards him in a fit of giggles. 

“Gramps!” Lucy exclaims as he throws herself against his legs. Wayne’s quick to pick her up and give her a tight squeeze, feeling his heart swell as she gives him the energy back. He’s so engrossed in the moment that he only remembers that she’s not alone when he hears the front door close. 

His eyes open and he sees his nephew and wife entering the house carrying git bags that Wayne made them swore that they wouldn’t. They’re wearing matching smiles as their eyes lock on the man and they make a beeline for him, pulling him into a group hug and Wayne’s never felt more loved than he does in the moment. 

“Happy birthday, old man,” you give his shoulder a squeeze and a kiss on the cheek. “Next time, you’re not making the meal. It’s not fair of us to expect you to cook on your special day.” You set down the gift bag you’re holding on the counter that’s beside you. 

“I hardly call that cooking,” Wayne chuckles. “It was just heating up a couple cans of soup and making a few grilled cheeses.”

“Still,” you reply as you shake your head. “Next time, we’re hosting.” 

“Yeah,” Eddie speaks up, wrapping his arm around his uncle’s shoulder. “We just upgraded the grill that’s out on the patio and I have to say, I make a mean burger but I did learn from the best,” he winks then hurries over to help you pull out your chair as soon as he sees that you’re trying to do it yourself. He then helps you sit as you smooth your shirt over your very obvious bump. 

Wayne doesn’t think his heart could get any bigger and he has to fight tears from trailing down his cheeks as he watches the two of you, your wedding rings catching the light that’s hanging above the table. He then lets his eyes move over to his great niece who’s holding out an envelope to him that has his name scrawled in bright red crayon. 

“Can I open it after lunch?” He asks, but Lucy shakes her head vigorously. 

“No, you have to open it now,” she demands and because she’s got the man wrapped around her tiny finger, he scoops her in his arms and the sit at the table as he opens the envelope, letting out a dramatic gasp as he looks at the little picture she’s drawn for him. 

It’s the four of them and even though they look like little yellow blobs, it’s still very easy to make out who’s who. This is immediately going on the fridge that’s now cluttered with drawings just like it and holiday cards from your little family even before she was born.

“I love it, Luce,” he says as he presses a kiss to her forehead. “We’ll put it on the fridge after lunch, okay?” He asks and she nods with that smile that’s the perfect mix of yours and Eddie’s. He then sets her on her feet and lets her head over to the chair she’s always claimed as hers where Eddie is already standing, holding his arms out for her. 

“Ready for liftoff?” He asks and she nods again. 

“Ready, daddy,” she replies and he lifts her into the air, making all sorts of noises that are supposed to sound like a space ship as he lifts her into the air and sets her in her chair. She’s giggling so loudly and the sound is so infectious that the rest of you are laughing too. 

Eddie then moves to his chair that’s across from hers, in between yours and Wayne’s. He scoots closer to you, his chair almost touching yours as he serves you some soup and a grilled cheese. He’s like this all the time, but especially when you’re pregnant. And it’s not because he thinks you’re incapable, it’s just that he loves to take care of you and you let him, loving being pampered. 

Once you have your meal, he serves you some water then does the same for Lucy, making sure that she has her favorite plate and cup that Wayne makes sure is always clean just in case he needs to watch her for whatever reason. He always wants to make sure that his girl has what she needs. 

“So, Luce,” Wayne speaks up. “You’re going to be a big sister soon. You gonna take good care of Theo?” 

“Mhm,” she nods as she takes a sip of juice from her sippy cup then wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. “Mommy said I can hold him in the hospital.” 

“”And are you excited about that?”

“She won’t stop talking about it,” you laugh. “She’s already very protective of the little guy and he’s not even born yet. It’s that right, bug?” You turn to your daughter. 

“That’s right, mommy. If anyone hurts him, I’m gonna kick their ass.” Wayne’s trying not to laugh, but he can’t help it, a cackle passing through his lips and as you glare at him for encouraging the coarse language, he’s quick to cover his mouth with his hand. 

“I wonder where she learned that from.” You turn to glare at your husband and he’s quick to shrug, trying his best to act like he didn’t teach her. “Must’ve been the TV.”

“Mhm,” you nod, not convinced then turn back to Lucy. “Bug, we don’t say that word, do we?”

“No, mommy,” she shakes her head. “I’m sorry.” 

“It’s not your fault, baby. Daddy just has a potty mouth, doesn’t he?” 

“Daddy didn’t say it, it was uncle Gareth.” Now it all makes sense. Even after five years, the band is still having trouble censoring themselves around your daughter. 

“I see. Well, I guess maybe soundcheck is off limits until the boys learn, hm?” And you hate doing that because she loves hearing her dad play when there’s no crowd, but you have to put your foot down. 

“You’re really going to say no to that face?” Eddie points across the table to the face that’s a perfect mix of both of yours. She’s batting her eyelashes and you don’t even have to ask where she learned that trick from. 

You turn to Eddie who’s doing the exact same thing and this time, it’s not going to get you. The kiss he’s pressing to your hand is not going to work and he knows that so he drops it. 

“Fine,” he grumbles. “But she’s coming to the show in New York next week, right? She can’t miss her daddy playing MSG.” 

Wayne’s tearing up at the thought of his nephew selling out Madison Square Garden and now he’s fully crying, now being able to keep in his proud tears. He always knew Eddie could do it, but actually witnessing it, well, he’s never been prouder of his nephew. 

“Of course she’s gonna be there, baby. Wayne too. I bought his plane ticket last night.” 

“I think this is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” Wayne says as he wipes his tears away with a little sniffle and you stand up from the table, rounding it to give the man a much needed hug. 

He’s been family to you for so many years now that you don’t even remember a time where he wasn’t in your life. He’s always given you everything you needed when he had nothing, whether it was a place to crash for the night or even just a TV dinner when you needed something to eat. He’s always provided for you and now it’s time to give back. 

Wayne has been and will always be someone you will cherish, never taking him for granted and he knows that. He’s always been like a father figure to you and Eddie now that you have the money, you have him set for the rest of his life. He’s got everything he needs and it’s all in this very room, having lunch with him. 

“Aww Wayne, you’re gonna make me cry,” you tell him as you pull him in for a hug then reach for the gift you got for him. He reluctantly takes the bag and pulls out the tissue paper, crying even harder when he sees what it is. 

It’s a framed photo of a ticket to the very show you all were just talking about. He’s always bragging about his nephew to anyone who will listen and now he’s physical proof of his biggest accomplishment, showing Eddie that he could be whatever he wanted to be despite what all of the losers in Hawkins said. And he did it, the boy actually did it. And Wayne couldn’t be more proud. 

“Come here, boy.” Wayne’s crying ever more now as he waves Eddie over, pulling him into a tight hug, tears shed by everyone but Lucy who’s still chewing on her grilled cheese. “You’re the best birthday gift,” he says. “You all are and I am grateful everyday for our little family.” 

“Oh, Wayne, you’re always such a sap,” you laugh as you wipe away your own tears. 

“And I have every right to because of how proud I am.” 

“And we wouldn’t have it any other way,” Eddie responds with a smile. 

“That’s my boy,” Wayne claps Eddie on the back and the three of you clear the table of the lunch remnants. 

Once the cake was eaten and the dishes all washed and dried, you, Eddie and Lucy, who was asleep in his arms, headed out the door, lingering there as you gave hugs and more well wishes to Wayne. 

As the door was closed, he was left alone in the quiet again, already missing the three of you as he takes his gift and brings it into his room, setting it on his bedside table so he can fall asleep to it every night and wake up to it every morning, a reminder that he finally did something right.