#a wip is in progress for this so uh. no stealy please :)

[pettyprocrastination]

i would love to know your very specific eddie thoughts!!

HEHEHEHEH >:D

partial inspiration credits goes to @ofstarsandvibranium for THIS lovely post talking about cute dates with Eddie, one of which being roller skating. But also ever since I started playing derby I've been looking to do roller derby aus for literally every character under the sun so!

Eddie dating a derby girl!

You play banked track roller derby for the local league: The Hawkin's Derby Dolls!

Now realistically: banked-track derby had died out in the late 70′s and wasn't truly revived until the early 2000's in Austin, Texas, but for now we will pretend that roller derby was still a bustling sport in the eighties for my own little heart

Eddie thinks it’s the coolest thing in the fucking world

You’re slamming into other girls on a floor with an incline while roller skating? It’s the most badass thing he’s ever seen. 

You guys met because you were always skating in town. On the sidewalk, the road, even in the mall, cackling away while some fucking mall security chased after you but you would always leave them in the dust. He was fucking obsessed with you.

You’re walking home from practice, when his van drives by and slows down to match your pace. He stick his head out of the window and smiles. 

“Hey speedracer, you need a ride?” 

During the drive you talk to him about roller derby, and he talks to you about music, turns out you guys like a lot of the same artists!

mans is literally on cloud nine: as if you could be any more perfect. 

Drops you off and calls out to you “Maybe I’ll come by some time, watch you do your thing, yeah?” 

“I’ll be looking for you, Munson.” 

and he was done for. 

Supportive boyfriend supreme right there, nobody can top him. 

Has cancelled postponed hellfire so he can go see you play. 

Never gives them a set reason though. He likes to make them wonder because he’s a dramatic son of a bitch. 

“Sorry boys, but the oh-so mysterious dungeon master has more important plans for the evening. You go find somebody else to squawk at tonight.” 

Cheering your derby name (Spawn of Skatan) so loud you would think he was performing a song. 

“That’s my fucking girl! You got this!” 

Gets the team shirt and everything. 

At half time he’s jogging up to the team bench and pressing a kiss to the top of your helmet and “you’re kicking ass, babe. Just one half left and you ladies take home the win, alright?” 

Definitely moments of anxiety watching you up there because holy shit do you get bruised up and the risk of injury is for real. 

If you ever get knocked down and don’t get back up? He’s sprinting and jumping onto the track before anybody can say a work and taking you into his arms. Let them fucking try and stop him and he’ll swing. 

When the bout is over though? Oh he’s cheering loud as hell. Win or Lose.  

“That’s fucking right! That’s my girl right there!! fuck yeah!!” 

running over and cupping your sweaty face in his hands and kissing you while your teammates hoot and holler. 

“you're fucking amazing, baby-” “Eddie! I’m all sweaty and gross-” “Never stopped me before >:)” “eddie NO” 

After you both sit down in a boot at your favorite diner, eating greasy burgers and dipping your fries in a strawberry shake as you remark on what went well and what didn’t, with some feedback from Eddie of course. 

“It was hot as fuck when you slammed that one chick down, babes.” 

he tries his best.

Afterwards you take a hot shower at his trailer and slip into bed where he holds you with gentle hands as he presses kisses to the bruises and scrapes that lines your body, soft praise being whispered between each one. 

You're sore as can be the next day, but waking up in his arms makes it feel a big sweeter.