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I might make this into a PT-1 to a PT-8 storyline I don't know yet ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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eddie with a single dad boyfriend- i feel like he’d be great with kids :’) just him and the kid messing around and getting into trouble?
“Tell Me I'm Dreaming”
Eddie Munson x Single Dad Reader
FEM-ALIGNED READERS DNI
I'm so sorry I kind of rushed this!! if you did want them as headcanons just request again so I can do it right!! Also thank you so much for the request I loved it!
You felt as if it was entirely possible to find somebody in Hawkins who loved you for you and didn't become uninterested the second they found out you had two kids at home with a babysitter. Over the years since you were 20 and had two kids with your ex-girlfriend, who just decided she wasn't ready and got up and left the kids with you while you stayed in this terrible town with terrible people. You definitely knew so since you had gone on dates with many women (even some who tried to convince you they were divorced) as well as guys who were closeted gays, because I mean, it's the fucking 80s! You have to do what you have to do to keep yourself safe.
You had planned a date with some guy from another town since you two met at a family video and had many favorite movies in common. You called your usual babysitter, but they seemed busy, so you did the next best thing and called Eddie Munson.
You and Eddie had met at one of his performances or concerts because, while his band was packing things up into his car, you went outside for some fresh air away from your weird date, and Eddie, being the sort of flirt he is when he sees someone as handsome as you, told Gareth to watch over his van while he walked over to the handsome, mysterious man near the dumpster. He dragged him and his sweaty, unkempt hair to you.
"Hello there," he said with a smile that went up to his eyes, and speaking of eyes, he had some you could definitely get lost in forever. He leaned against the wall next to you, laying his head against the cold bricks, honestly being really refreshing to him at the moment. "Hi?" you responded with an eyebrow raised in confusion and your hands stuffed in your pockets since that night in Hawkins was as cold as Antarctica, but you’d rather be frozen to death than go back inside with your date. He looked at your shivering figure, wondering if you were cold, why you were even outside. He exhaled as he looked back at his van, which was now full of his band members and their equipment, and looked back at you. Why aren't you enjoying the other bands? I know, I know they won't be as good as mine, but it's cold, and inside is warm, in case you didn't know, "he chuckled, crossing his arms.
"Oh, I know."
"Then why be outside where you’re shivering?"
"Trying to avoid my date
He couldn't help but laugh and feel embarrassed for the guy inside who lost his chance with you. "Me and my band are on our way out already." Need a ride? " He asked, which sounded like a miracle if you’ve ever heard one. You nodded, "God yes. please!" You laughed as he pointed his hand to his van and you ran over, then, seeing the passenger seat had already been occupied, "ah-- should I get in the back?" You turned to Eddie, who was walking over the "back?" "No, no, of course not," he scoffed, going to the passenger side and opening the door for Gareth, who took the seat for himself. "Go to the back, we have a guest," he said, to which the male in the seat hopped into the back with a bit of annoyance, and you got in, putting your seat belt on. "Make sure it's on tight, handsome." "
That’s how the two of you met, and being how you were, you didn't mention your kids until a while after hanging out, and after that, you mentioned them every time, so it caught Eddie's attention and he asked to meet the little angels you helped make, so you gave him your address and soon enough when he didn't have hellfire or corroded coffin practices or performances, he drove his van to your house, parking in the driveway then getting out with his keys. Making his way to your door with your neighbor, who was watering their plants, now staring at the metalhead knocking at your door.
The door opened, but nobody was there. "Hello!" a high-squeaky voice said, so he looked down to see a girl who he guessed was your daughter [D/N]. He smiled, "Hey!" he said with a wave, to which your daughter answered, "Are you my dad’s friend?" He said, "You have crazy hair," she said, looking at his hair with wide eyes. You picked her up and set her aside. "You go draw with your brother," you said to her, leaving. Then you looked at Eddie. "Sorry about that," you said with a sigh. Eddie shook his head, "It's alright, don't worry." Now that I have seen D/N, where is S/N? He put his hands together behind his back when you moved out of the way to let him in. "Thank you," he whispered, walking past you. He walked past the kitchen, which was filled with the scent of food cooking on the stove.
"Watsa making?"
"Just some mac and cheese with garlic bread since I need to go grocery shopping."
"Yum"
After that day, he came around by invitation most of the time for dinner, mostly since Wayne was never home at dinnertime and had left for work. Eddie always hung out with the kids and you were surprised at how well he was with children and especially your son (the wild child). While you did the most important things (cook and clean), Eddie took care of the kids and even offered to teach D/N guitar, so she now has free guitar lessons from the best guitarist in all of Indiana. He started taking care of them while he encouraged you to find someone you loved and who loved you, so you went on what felt like a million dates, but they all sucked (as sort of said in the beginning).
Now back to where we were. Eddie was called over, asking to babysit, to which he said yes, and now he was here with his guitar and a box of cassette tapes. He came in while you walked out. "I'll come back at maybe 9 alright? "you said with the voice he thought was always as sweet as honey—shit was he distracted?" He shook his head and looked at you “uh yeah yeah 9 got it”. He nodded, then closed the door behind you and went to play some music. The kids were very interested in listening to him play guitar and he taught them a few chords. All on his mind was making sure he got these kids to bed by 8 and wondering if you were having any fun on the date.
While you were at a restaurant at 8:56 pm., alone because your date went to the restroom and said he’d be back soon. That was at 8:24. You paid for the meal and grabbed your coat, slipping it over your shoulders as you made your way home, seeing the lights were off, assuming the three musketeers were asleep. You unlocked the front door and then opened it to hear "INTRUDER!" You thought someone was behind you, so you went more into the house but instead got hit in the face with a pillow falling to the floor. "You idiot! It's dad!" you heard the two kids arguing, then another voice you recognized calming them down. You sat up, seeing Eddies turn on the lights and the kids with their hair as messy as their faces as if they were fighting someone. You looked at them confused then at Eddie with a look that could scare a horror movie character! "Uh oh…captain Eddie is in trouble," your daughter said when you got up. Eddie slowly shrugged, "I swear it was seven just two minutes ago and the kids were in bed!" He laughed nervously and was scared. You walked over to him, taking a deep breath. "You are going to clean every inch of this house and hope my kids go to sleep," you whispered with your hand on his shoulder, your nails digging through his sleeve and skin. "Yes sir," he said, walking away.
An hour or two later, your kids were out to sleep and Eddie was cleaning up near the couch you were seated on. He sat next to you with a groan of complaint and stared at you till you turned your head towards him. "You’re off the hook, for now, Munson, but just know if this happens again you will not be able to play guitar anymore."
"You’re bluffing," he said with wide eyes.
"Am I Edward? Am I really? " You grinned.
"Am I allowed to apologize with a... kiss?"
You were almost six years older than him, with two kids. Did he really want to? Maybe he was the one bluffing. It seemed your body moved on its own from how you didn't even notice you were nodding to his question. The metalhead leaned in till his lips were against yours. His lips were chapped, but you didn't mind, especially since it was the first kiss you had had since you were twenty years old. Your eyes shut and you kissed back, sliding your hand up his arm and into his hair, making the kiss slightly deeper by having him let out a small hum into your mouth. You pulled away, looking at his face that always seemed like it would be in an art museum somewhere. "Tell me I'm dreaming," you said against his lips that were chapped but definitely tasted as sweet as candy. "I'm 100% real," he whispered back.
"Are you sure you want to be with me, Eddie?"
"Where else would I want to be? Life couldn't get any better if it tried."
From then on, you two dated, keeping it from the kids until you both knew you were serious. He continued to get in trouble with the kids by making messes in the living room by throwing pillows at them..and breaking televisions.. also messing up pretty much every room in the house at least five times, but he always after like it was a fantasy story where the brave knight (himself, of course) had to face the evil dragon (of course you) to protect the villagers( the kids). He always made an excuse or promised to make it up to you.
"Our crazy brains just left and we got out of control!" he said which caused your son to start laughing till his stomach hurt
"I'll rent [movie name] again if we don't get in trouble"
Yes, still being the kids' parents, you all had talks and did your best and, if I must be honest, not only was Eddie good at guitar, but he was even better with families.
I'm so so soooo sorry this whole this is rushed and messed up!!