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EDDIE ON POLAROID BY YOU part two

part one

"How hard did you fall for Eddie Munson?"

Me:

bitches be like "that's my comfort character!"

the character in question: has not experienced comfort a day in their life

it's me. i'm bitches.

RICHARD MADDEN AND KIT HARINGTON Game of Thrones: 1x02 The Kingsroad (2011) Eternals (2021)

😭🥺

He’s definitely throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you home.

For the adorable @emokid-ellie Thank you for always giving my blog some love! -Bird

I hope fanfiction writers know that I think of them like celebrities

I literally scream a little bit whenever one of them interacts with a comment i made on one of their posts like they are literally famous in my mind

thank you fanfiction writers you are literally sometimes the only thing keeping me alive 

*gives u shiny rock* i love u *gives u a cool leaf* i love u *shows you my fav books* i love u *gives u a cute flower* i love u *gives u a tiny frog* he loves u too

This gif makes me so fucking feral it's not even funny anymore 🤤

His slutty lil waist

T H I S genre of Joseph Quinn has me screaming

It’s like one of those pet sweaters- if he tries to move he just tips over. 🌽

head empty just eddie's waist

Just because I feel like this one didn't get enough attention and because I love it so much

celeb crush - eddie munson

 celeb crush - eddie x fem!reader

warnings: foul language

nikki sixx.

you had a huge crush on nikki sixx. and your boyfriend knew. and one of his favorite things was to mess with you about it, whether at home, in public, any time anywhere. this little shit would bring up your adoration for the beloved motley crue bassist.

“baby, eddie, oh my fucking god, motley crue is going on tour” you screamed at him.

beyond excited you ran to him and jumped on his couch. earning a few pinches of springs popping. not that you minded to much. eddie shook his head and chuckled. his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

“yes bugs, i know they are. you only wanna go to check the sixxter out,” he joked.

“you know, i actually appreciate their music and like listening to it,” you rolled your eyes back at him.

“are you sure?” he asked.

you scoffed, leaning your body into his. his arm going over your shoulder and grabbing at your hand. your fingers intertwining. the warmth of his calloused hands touching your body sent butterflies to your stomach.

“you think nikki would actually find me attractive?” you asked a glimmer of hope in your pretty little fangirl eyes.

the smirk on eddies lips never faltered. his eyes moving down to meet yours. he fully believed that if you were ever near California you’d fully become a groupie and have all the men in bands wrapped around your finger. he believed this because he had seen it before. with him. not entirely true, you had always been his number one girl, but you had the rest of his band wrapped around your finger. so tightly wrapped.

“i think, he’d fall in love” he stated.

you shook your head. the insecurities sitting in. you could never pull a guy like nikki sixx, at least that’s what you told yourself. you hated how you looked, especially when thinking about stuff like that. half the time you wonder how you even got to pull a guy like eddie. you really hated how you felt. your demeanor changed slightly, a small defeated sigh coming out from between your lips.

eddie never took his eyes off of you, he saw how your face scrunched up. he knew what was happening. he knew what you were going to say. you said it each time. every time he teased you about it. him telling you that you’d be the hottest groupie out there and nikki sixx would fall to his knees in a heartbeat.

“what? you afraid the great and powerful sixx won’t fuck you right on the spot if given the chance?” he asked.

he was teasing you of course, but he just wanted to make you smile. you weren’t smiling, nor blushing. nothing actually. your eyes were shut, you didn’t believe him. not one bit. you hated the feeling, you should have been confident in yourself, the way he was confident in you.

you shook your head. eddie not having it. he knew in his heart of hearts, you would get a riot out of the guys in motley crue. maybe even mick mars, who was a bit of a grumpy old man. nonetheless, he was a rocker and knew his way around a woman.

eddie sat there still looking at you. thinking long and hard about how to possibly make you feel confident in yourself. the only thing that came to mind would be you caress your body and tell you how amazing and hot you are. but you didn’t want that right now and he could tell. the grip on your hand tightened. he leaned down and pecked a kiss on your lips.

you smiled lightly. you were a lucky girl. you wouldn’t give eddie up for the world. he was you,r soul mate. not even nikki sixx could take him away from you. he was your rock. anytime you felt like this he knew how you felt and could help you out of it. he hated seeing his girl feel like she wasn’t cool and smoking hot.

eddie wasn’t gonna have this. he sat up and with that brought you up with him. he went to the cassette player and grabbed the album too fast for love, by motley crue. the song live wire blasting at the highest the player would let it be.

eddie pulled you close. his head bobbing at the fast tempo of the song. his hands at your waist. you two started dancing. as good as possible, he made you sway your hips to the beat. soon after he started your movements started to pick up by themselves. he knew you were getting back into the groove of your usual self.

no insecurities, just the sound of vince neil’s voice, tommy lee’s drums, mick mars’s guitar, and nikki sixx’s bass, filling your ears. eddie’s hands left your hips. you making your own rhythm, mocking an air guitar along with eddie. hips still moving like crazy. the song soon changed to ‘come on and dance’ which was the next track from the album. your smile wide, looking at eddie you walked back over to him.

“that’s it baby!” eddie shouted over the music as he watched you dance your life away.

you had danced as hard as possible. eddie was watching you intently, slightly hiding a bulge that might have started to grow a few times. he knew that you were confident in your own skin and he loved that, and he was proud of himself for helping you out of the small funk you were in.

song after song you danced your way through the album, hardly any stopping. eddie had stopped a long while ago but you kept on going. he just watched on with loving eyes. as the album was coming to an end he grabbed you a glass of water to make sure you drank something after all that heavy exercise.

you plopped down on the couch beside eddie. leaning your head into his shoulder. he grabbed your hand and kissed your head. beyond exhausted. he knew you were close to passing out. after petting your head as you chugged the water had set down for you, you looked up at him. big puppy eyes boring into his soul. he looked right at you. swearing that every time he looks into your big eyes he falls in love with you all over again.

eddie had a small surprise for you, but he didn’t know when to tell you. but thinking about it now was as good a time as ever. he got up after leaving your tight grip. you sat up extremely confused as he ran to his room. you heard a bunch of clunking of stuff he was either throwing or dropping while searching intently.

“eddie baby are you okay?” you asked him.

“I’m alright love, but i need you to close your eyes for me!” he yelled.

you did as said. you sat up and put your hands over your eyes, as if you were a kid counting to 100 to go find your friends that were hiding in a game of hide and seek. you heard a small aha and then the door to eddie’s bedroom click back open. small thumps of his socked feet walking back to the living room where you sat.

“okay promise me you won’t flip out?” eddie said.

“i won’t flip out” you nodded.

eddie walked over and sat something soft on your lap. he then took your hands in his and uncovered your eyes. you looked down and saw two small pieces of paper and a new shirt. those two pieces of paper were tickets to see motley crue on the twenty second of september in indianapolis.  the shirt was a new motley crue shirt. though you had many. you looked up at eddie with the biggest smile on your face.

“the tickets are pit and on nikki’s side, i made extra sure you would be able to see the precious sixxter” he smiled at you.

“eddie, i can’t believe this” you said, shock in your voice.

pure excitement sat on his face. literally seeping through his body. once it sank in you started crying. almost full on sobs. eddie immediately freaked out and ran to you. moving the tickets and shirt to the side and kneeling on the floor in front of you.

“hey, buggie tell me whats wrong, is it something i did?” he asked.

“no, i can’t belive this, eddie you didn’t have to” you choked out in sobs.

eddie chuckled. finally realizing that the cries weren’t a bad thing. you were happy, and surprised, and purely excited to be able to go see your favorite band with your favorite boy. but the other thing was the fact that eddie didn’t have a lot of money, and neither did you. you both came from nothing, so eddie must’ve spent so much time saving up that money. and it made you feel somewhat guilty. if you knew he wanted to go, you would have helped pitch in and save together.

“baby it’s you, you’re my girl and i wanted to treat you, you deserve it” he smiled.

“it’s too much, how much did my ticket and shirt cost? i wanna pay you back,” you insisted.

eddie shook his head immediately. he didn’t care how much he spent on his tickets, money is money and he’d get more one way or another. besides you were his girl, the love of his life, no one and nothing would stop him from giving you this. and for fucks sake he wasn’t going to let you pay him back for anything.

“absolutely not, y/n you do almost everything for me, this is my gift to you. i love you so so much and i will not accept any money, now, then, and forever. i want to take care of you” he said.

your cries had turned into sniffles. a small smile grazing your face, you knew eddie loved you. and hell you loved him more than anything in the world, he was your everything. and knowing that being the stubborn jackass he was sometimes eddie would stand by his word, he would never let you pay him back. but hell you were gonna try.

“thank you, this means so much to me” you sniffed.

right before eddie was gonna say anything you grabbed his face and shoved his lips to yours. the kiss was full of happiness and passion. both of you smiling into each others lips. nothing would ever stop your love for each other, wether it was nikki sixx or anyone else.

as you two pulled away eddie smiled. one of the biggest smiles he’d ever seen. he finally felt like he did something right in life. actually multiple things, he made you smile and he gets to every day, and he gets to make fun of your love for nikki sixx. and he loved every minute of it. actually he loved every minute of being with you.

“I’m hotter than nikki right?” he asked

“eddie my darling you will always be hotter than nikki” you smiled pressing a small peck to his smirking lips.

“good”

if there’s 1 thing im gonna be it’s a slut

At Edward's Funeral (IMAGINE THERES ONE)

Y/N: Look, can I have a moment alone with him?

The Party: Yeah, sure Y/N/N

Y/N (to Eddie): Alright, listen you fucker. I know you're not actually dead.

Eddie: *opens eyes* YEAH NO SHIT!

Don’t tell me. Tell his parents

Omg the way this scene hit me like a truck😭

I personally think we should objectify men more

To the demobat who eat my husband's tit:

U gonna d1e soon bitch...

hey duff bros come here I just wanna talk!

Billy died to save everyone because he knew exactly that the mindflayer wouldn't stop after El.

The mindflayer fucking made him say it. "We're going to end you, and when you're gone we're going to end your friends and then we're going to end everyone."

Billy being a hero is canon. Billy's redemption is canon. Whether you like it or not nothing is going to change that.

I literally love this post and im gonna piggyback off of it because its so good. Literally almost if not EVERY single 80s rock band has a pretty big problematic past, like give mötley crüe for example. They made a memoir about all the shitty stuff they've done in the past and how they've grown and still are growing as people. I'm a fan of them, but does that mean I condone anything they did in their past that was problematic absolutely not. If you expected to see the type of music Eddie and Billy were into, then you should expect that some if not all of the artists aren't the best people on the planet. Eddie and Billy aren't just an aesthetic they're characters, and music is one way you can get to know them and feel closer but you need to accept that ALOT of the people they would have adored or idolized weren't good people. I mean almost everyone in Hollywood can be problematic if you dig deep enough but does that stop them from making mistakes and learning from them. Most artists from the 80s were teenagers when they started aswell, is that an excuse for the bad stuff no it's not. But they were people that could be relatable to others in ways that might not be for other people. You don't have to do research on the band to like the music. I've been listening to 80s heavy metal/rock since I was a literal child. I'm a fan of many artists and bands, do I know a lot of the bad stuff they've dine, yes I do, but I do not condone it nor excuse it. I'm proud of the good people they've become or are trying to be, along with love their music.

Just wait til people find more bands from the patches on eddies vest and listen to them and start trying to cancel them🙄

Anyways thank you for coming to my Ted talk

all the *dd** stans on tik tok cancelling metallica now because of their ‘problematic’ history and i can’t

they’re a rock band from the 80s what did you expect? rock music was dark and it was purposefully pushing the boundaries and it was pissing people off on purpose and it was being the ‘evil’ that the rest of the world thought they were. i’m not saying the shit they did is okay but what did you expect?

just look at the people in st who like metallica. the lonely neglected guy and abused angry teenage boy. you really thought metallica was gonna be sunshine and rainbows when those two fuckers liked them?

but then again these are the st fans who can’t even understand billy was being abused so idk what to tell them.

psa metallica did some shit and i’m not condoning it, i don’t stan them, i’m just saying if you can’t separate a bands past from their music then you gotta stop liking bands cos every rock band from the 80s-00s has done bad shit.

i miss eddie munson so much, i have never ever been so hurt by a fictional death in my life

is the sun bothering you my king?

Eddie Munson trivia (insp)