#eddie and metal music

[jvpit3rzt34]

okay, but Eddie as a goofy vampire villain

anytime he comes to like kill them or whatever he just has to make the most dramatic entrance, and he’ll be playing his metal songs on his guitar every single time no matter how much it will make it so they escape every time

just like there’s soo much potential there that i so desperately need

[anthotneystark]

Had an idea at work but couldn't write it out until now lmao

Down on his luck Steve who refuses to give in to his parents and is desperately trying to figure things out for himself. But putting himself through school (i can never decide between nursing or education) is expensive. So he works two jobs, trying to save up and taking a few classes here and there, and the one job is in a restaurant. It's a fancier place, usually gets him decent tips, but the best nights are the ones where he's not waiting tables. The best nights are the ones where he plays the piano and sets the mood and has a little more freedom to enjoy himself.

Enter Rockstar!Eddie, who got out of Hawkins quick and never looked back. Who's at this fancy place for a work dinner and, as his bandmates (Jeff) demanded, he's trying to behave himself and remember which fork is which. But that's just not possible, not entirely, when he catches glimpses of a beautiful face, a face only rarely darting up from the piano in front of him. And look, Eddie's only human. He's smitten just from glimpses. He manages to get through the dinner, constantly watching to see if the piano man will look up again, but he's still playing by the time they're wrapping up.

So he skips out on riding back to the hotel with the others, goes to the bar area and decides it's not that creepy to wait for him. He waits and waits and waits and listens for the music to stop. The bartender is all but shoving him out the door when it does. With no other choice, he waits outside, smokes a cigarette to calm his nerves while he looks for a head of chestnut hair with an angel's face. Just as he's about to give up, he sees him. And he recognizes him. But just as much as that dismays him, he's still got hope enough to give it a shot.

He doesn't think Steve will recognize him anyway, but even if he does, Eddie's never been accused of making the best decisions.

So he slinks out from the shadows, which is a bad decision, and tries to get Steve's attention, which is a bad decision, and surprises Steve, who's first instinct is a fight response, resulting in Eddie getting punched in the face.

Because bad decisions.

Steve is obviously very apologetic, takes Eddie back home to get him ice for his face, and Eddie can't even protest because Pain. But once his face is numb and Steve's cleaning up the blood from his nose (very bruised but not broken) he's kinda staring and Steve, clearly embarrassed, is doing concussion tests. When asked "what's today's date" he responds with "our future anniversary". And when Steve asks him "what's your name" he responds with "your future husband" and Steve gives up on questions after that.

They obviously make out about it, even though they keep accidentally injuring Eddie further by knocking his nose.

And Eddie is right, it is their anniversary after all.

[steddiehyperfixation]

hc that steve actually likes metal and listens to it regularly, just always pretty quietly. so when eddie, who never has his stereo turned down to anything below 40 and even that's too quiet sometimes, gets in steve's car one day to hear metallica playing through the speakers with the volume only set to like 7, he's immediately torn between being ecstatic that steve is listening to one of his favorite bands and outrage that he's not giving it the proper listening experience it deserves

[heavymetal]

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

"Uh, you can start with these," Eddie said, handing Steve a few of his CDs. "There's Dio, Ozzy, and Iron Maiden."

Steve took them gratefully. "Thanks. The kids tell me Wham! won't cut it for the car."

Eddie smiled. "Yeah, no." He turned back to his CD rack. "I also have less metal and more punk, but I feel like the kids wouldn't like that. But like, uh, Dead Kennedys and The Queers. Also Sex Pistols, but they're kinda basic. And I know Baby Byers is familiar with The Clash, so..." he laughed awkwardly, realizing he was rambling.

Steve was listening with interest. He would never admit it, but he liked hearing Eddie talk. "I think these three are good," he said finally, holding up the CDs. "Thanks again."

"Yeah no problem," Eddie walked him to the door.

Steve walked down the grass before Eddie called out to him, "A Different Corner! It's a good song!"

Steve turned around, looking confused and Eddie chuckled awkwardly, scratching his head. "Uh, Wham!-?"

Steve nodded in understanding. "I dunno, I'd say pretty basic," he said, copying Eddie's earlier words and he continued to walk back with a smile on his face, leaving Eddie standing by the door of the trailer.

"Bastard," Eddie muttered, closing the door, smiling wide.

[noideamyguy]

My mind is Van Rotted bro I started thinking “THEY GOT IT BAAADDD,, SOOOO BADD!! THEYRE HOT FOR TEACHA!”

I’m hot for Metallica bro I love them

[eroticlamb]

Van Halen outside of Buckingham Palace, London, 1978 ♡ Photographed by Fin Costello

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

imagine eddie is the lead singer of corroded coffin but his natural singing voice is naturally like josh kiszka's from greta van fleet

it hurts his throat a lot to try and sing in the loud, hoarse, raspy screams he feels like he should be, being a metal band and all, so one of the nights at the hideout he's like "Okay, this is kinda different from what we try to play, but shit's killing my throat so here's this instead."

his 'real' singing voice wakes up those 5 drunk regulars and the next week they bring more people (and so did eddie apparently, because he can see steve, robin, and nancy grinning up at him from the crowd).

the boys play one of their own scream-y more traditional metal songs, then another, then when they try to close with a cover, one of the regulars yells out "Play that highway one again!"

"…The what?"

"That shit you played last week, the one about a highway girl!"

Eddie looks around at his bandmates, who look just as confused as he feels.

"This one..?" he plays the first notes, and that one regular and a couple others whoop and holler.

"Hell yeah, play that one again!"

"Uh…yeah, sure man, you got it.." Eddie shrugs nonchalant, but damn! he wants to show off for his friends! that shit last week was a fluke, one of his own songs he was sure the other guys didn't want to play in the first place.

he glances around at his bandmates and they all look shocked but delighted at the request, so they play it again (after an unneeded apologetic look from eddie, they really like eddie's song!).

when they finish, the now 10 people in the bar cheer and hoot and holler, and when they make their way off the stage, there are a couple people who stop them with "That was really good, do you have any more like that?", "Never heard nothin' like that before, you kids got somethin' special.", and "Y'all better be back next week, 'cause I sure will be." from the patrons, and a harried, ecstatic "Dude, please tell me you have more," from Jeff.

and also something about how since that night all of steve's thoughts are consumed completely by eddie's voice because "Holy shit did you hear him, Robin??"

idk, just eddie being a songwriter that can't help but get his influences from his uncle's preference for blues and folk music when writing and then again, can't help but mix it with his love of hard/classic rock but him never using any of it or even suggesting it to the other guys because it wasn't corroded coffin's and wasn't metal but that being exactly what shoots them into stardom

[bring-me-the-distillers]

[vancruejovi]

Eddie Van Halen 🎸

[queenie-ofthe-void]

Eddie Munson would love Rage Against the Machine and absolutely hate Tool

[helloforgottenlibrary]

January 9, 1993

KERRANG TOUR GIGS/ADS

[mayaluvzyou]

Rambling

Eddie Munson x Reader blurb

Warnings: Not much, just mild swearing and the fluffiest fluff ever

Summary: Eddie thinks he talks too much, but you don't mind.

A/N: This is so super short and probably inaccurate for his character, but I just wanted to write about Eddie ranting bc that's so him.

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Those eyes. Those warm, lively, chocolate colored eyes. Sometimes, they spoke more than his mouth did. As of right now, they were speaking with the same intensity.

About a half hour ago, Eddie called you as you were just finishing up homework. The boy sounded like he'd just ran up and down the street a hundred times.

"Hey, Eds, what's up?"

"Can I come over and scream about something? Because talking about it over the phone doesn't cut it."

"Yeah, of course."

"I'll be over in like- I dunno- five minutes? See ya then."

"Okay, bye, ba-"

He'd been too excited, to the point where he hung up before letting you reply. Eddie's elation was very evident with the way he'd been ranting about Metallica's newest album, ...And Justice For All, for the past fifteen minutes, after finally getting to listen to it on vinyl.

"--And, seriously, the-the intros to almost all of the songs are just- holy shit! Y'know what I mean? Like, especially in Blackened and To Live is to Die- especially To Live is to Die. It starts off all acoustic and mellow n' all that, then the electric fades in and it just fits. The coolest thing about that, is the song is apparently a tribute to Cliff Burton, one of the most metal bassists of all time, and I just-" Eddie cut himself off to look up at you from his wild hand gestures.

"Keep going." You replied simply, hand on your cheek as you ogled at him with utmost adoration.

Those big eyes stayed staring at you for a moment before he spoke up again, hands frozen in mid air.

"I'm rambling again, huh?"

"I never said I didn't like it."

"But, do you even understand what I'm talkin' about?"

You stayed silent for a moment, taking in the sight in front of you. His chest in that Black Sabbath tank-top moving just slightly faster than it usually would because of how much air he needed to rant non-stop, cheeks lightly flushed with both embarrassment and excitement.

"I don't need to understand what you're talking about to understand how much interest you have in it. It's cute." You smiled gently, watching the soft, pinkish hue to his cheeks grow just a little more prominent.

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He's so me. (I literally wrote him in this)

[heavymetal]

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

"Uh, just this please," Steve said, handing the CD to the guy behind the counter.

He gave Steve a weird look. "Are you sure you want this?"

Steve nodded, sweating. "Yup."

"You do know it's Ozzy Osbourne, right?" the guy said, looking for the price. He glanced up at Steve; striped polo shirt, perfect swiped hair, and all. "It's not Wham! or ABBA. That'll be fifteen."

Steve handed him a twenty. "It's for my friend. He likes Ozzy. But he prefers Dio, but I much prefer Ozzy than Dio. So I will be buying this one, so I get to listen to it with him rather than having to listen to Dio." He took the bag the guy gave him. "But honestly, Mötley Crüe is my jam."

"Yeah man," the guy just looked weirded out, "here's your receipt."

Steve gave him finger guns. "Coolio, man," he said, trying to be slick, but he ended up tripping on the way out of the store.

[noideamyguy]

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