#IM JUST- THE BALD BASES AND BLOBS HAVE BEEN GETTING TO ME

[sk3tch404]

Yandere Glam time

Metal Family content. Come on now. I know y'all have SOMETHING.

PLEASE. Im barely getting by. Starving. Famished.

If ur wondering what he's saying in the back, Glam is running on about manners/eye contact and the history of cross walks.

[bl00d-bunny]

vampire red - eddie munson

-pairing- eddie munson x gn!reader

-summary- dying eddies hair to match yours

-warnings- none to my knowledge, let me know if i missed anything

-word count- 1k

-additional notes- not edited!! based on this i posted awhile ago :p enjoy luvs

”jesus christ, you look like you’ve been electrocuted,” eddie leaned against the door frame to your bathroom

you turned to look at yourself in the mirror, okay maybe the bleach fried your hair a little bit it’ll all be worth it

“it will be fine once i’ve put the colour on,” you assured him as you mixed the dye in a plastic bowl.

“what colour are you doing this time?” he leaned forward to try and see in the bowl but the colour was dark it was hard to tell.

“uhhh it’s called… vampire red,” you flipped the dye container in your hand to read the shade name.

“vampire red,” he raised his eyebrows “what kind of red is that?”

“let’s find out, shall we?” you dipped the hair dye brush in the colour slathering a blob on your bleached hair as eddie slowly entered the small bathroom to watch.

30 minutes later and your hair is fully covered, you tie it in a bun on your head. eddies sat on the toilet, he watched the whole time occasionally complimenting the colour or pointing out patches of red dye on your skin.

you started to clean up the mess you’d made but there was still so much leftover dye. you look at eddie then back at the bowl of hair dye. he knew exactly what you was thinking, he could tell just by the mischievous look on your face.

and before you could even ask “no way, no fucking way are you putting that crap in my hair!”

“please, just a strip,” you gave him your best puppy dog eyes “we'll match,” you smiled

who was he kidding, he could never say no to you, “fine but only a strip, i don’t want my hair falling out,”

“relax i’ve been dying my hair for years now and i’m still not bald,” you grabbed the hairbrush to attempt to tame his mane. honestly, you don’t know if eddie even knows what a hairbrush is. not that your complaining, you love his hair but you don’t love spending 15 minutes trying to detangle it.

once it was fully detangled you tied his hair in a bun high on his head with a small piece left out, and you began mixing a small amount of bleach.

“is it supposed to smell that bad?” he pulled his shirt up to cover his nose.

“don’t be dramatic it’s not that bad,” you put the bowl of bleach on the counter to look at him “are you sure because once i put the bleach on there’s no going back”

“i’m sure,” he said without missing a beat

“you really don’t have to if you don’t want to,” you assured him even though he already knew he didn’t have to which he assured you of seconds later.

after finally applying the bleach you two had settled on the couch before you had to wash it out. the whole time eddie complained, he complained about the smell, how it made his eyes water, how it made his head itch, and finally how it burned.

“eddie, not to alarm you but we forgot to start the timer,” you said as you looked at the clock on the wall realising a little too long had passed

eddie shot straight up “well quick before all my hair falls out!” he pulled your arm to yank you off the couch and drag you to the bathroom.

you gently removed the foil and instructed him to put his head over the bathtub. you tested the water on your hand before you began to rinse the now bleached section of hair. eddie, ever the dramatic, complained the whole time. first the water was too hot then too cold then it was in his eyes.

“this would be so much easier if you just kept still,” you reminded him for the hundredth time

“i’m trying,” he whined like an unruly child

finally, the bleach was out and you could apply the red, he sat on the toilet again toying with the drawstrings of your sweatpants. you applied the colour evenly and wrapped it in foil again because knowing eddie he’d get the dye everywhere it shouldn’t be if you didn’t.

“okay go set the timer for 30 minutes, im gonna start washing mine out,”

“do you want help washing it out?” he offered and of course, you couldn’t say no to eddie or an offer like that

“please, but go set the timer first we really don’t want to forget again,”

you don’t think eddies ever completed a task so quickly but he was back in the bathroom within seconds.

You leaned over the tub as eddie started the shower, like you he tested the water temperature on his hand. he directed the shower over your head warm water embracing you as he used his other hand to run his fingers through your hair. when the water started to run clear he turned the shower off and picked up your favourite shampoo. he applied a generous amount to his hand before using his long fingers to lather it into your hair. even though you were sure he couldn’t make any more bubbles he continued to massage lazy circles into your scalp. you closed your eyes, allowing the bliss to encompass your body. eventually, he turned the shower back on and began washing the pink froth from your head.

when he was finished you wrapped your damp hair in a towel, and shortly after it was time to wash out eddies hair. he assumed his position over the tub and you started the routine again, check water temperature, rinse, lather, rinse and dry. once his hair was dry you stood him in front of the mirror to reveal his new look. you stood on your tippy toes to pull the towel.

“what do you think?” you looked at his reflection trying to read his reaction.

his face lit up “i think vampire red might be my new favourite colour”

he looked at your reflection next to him before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“we look so good,” he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“we do,” you smiled at the two of you in the mirror and he smiled back before placing a kiss on your cheek.